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	<description>Continuing the fight of a 9 month old colt who proved the world can be changed through hope.</description>
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		<title>Windchill - 4 years later&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 18:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ February 27, 2012: February 29th will mark 4 years since Windchill’s  last day among us. I know people will be lighting candles in his memory all over  the country and we’ll all remember the little guy’s resolve, his gentle spirit,  his quiet (and sometimes not so quiet!) faith in all of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="style39"> <span><strong>February 27, 2012:</strong> February 29th will mark 4 years since Windchill’s  last day among us. I know people will be lighting candles in his memory all over  the country and we’ll all remember the little guy’s resolve, his gentle spirit,  his quiet (and sometimes not so quiet!) faith in all of us and the friends he  made all over the country and in fact, the world. I’ve had the honor of being  around a lot of animals of different types over the years – lots and lots of  horses in the past couple. Some have crossed over the Rainbow Bridge and I can’t  wait to see them again. Each leaves an indelible mark on our soul – even the  small ones, like the kittens I’d come to love and have lost. Crash I still miss  your little ‘tude, so laid back, you always made me laugh. If I needed to find  you I just looked for Halo and there you were.</p>
<p>Windchill really changed things. He changed me. I remember the day-to-day crap  from prior to meeting him, and how different things are after being near his  soul. Who would’ve guessed so much spirit could be placed inside a frail, 9  month old body. So much personality, so much faith, so much forgiveness. We can  all learn from that can’t we. Love, laugh, whinny a friendly hello or reminder  that you want your hay NOW, and don’t let your circumstances drag you down. And  that there’s friends waiting to be met, you just have to open the door to your  heart and let them in.</p>
<p>The world became a smaller place – and a brighter one. While Windchill was  re-learning how to stand, we were re-learning to believe, and re-learning what  it was like to be young again. Remember when you were little – all those  ‘strangers’ on the playground were just friends waiting to be met, new names to  add to your friendship listing. Strangers far and wide were drawn to a little 9  month old’s colt struggle and he was never alone again. Neither were any of us.</p>
<p>Windchill slipped quietly into the beyond February 29th, 2008, as surprised as  we were. I remember the night today as clear as the night it happened. Stepping  out into the clear, cold night for his last check of the night and that feeling  that something wasn’t right. Walker slipped out of the garage, confirming the  feeling. Walker was with Windchill all the time. Racing to the barn, opening the  door and no whinny. There was always a whinny when we walked through that door.  And knowing. Knowing before I opened that stall door. Burying my face in his  neck, still warm. How peaceful he was. No struggles. Still under his blankets,  head resting on the towels. Wondering whether to tell Kathi then or let her  sleep. Walking slowly back to the house, waking her up to tell her Windchill was  “gone.” Her bolting upright, asking where…the death threats, etc. had become  part of our reality, so her first assumption was he had been taken…explaining he  had passed away. Watching as the scene I had just lived was re-lived – her  throwing the door open, calling to him. Checking him. Then holding him. She  confirmed he hadn’t suffered. Needing to know the same thing…was he under stress  in his final moments, did he suffer and finding some peace in how he drifted off  never to wake up.</p>
<p>Neither of us slept that night. I spent my night researching everything I could  find on neglect, starvation, abuse looking for a reason, something we’d missed,  something we could’ve done to change the outcome. She spent her night knowing we  hadn’t. At 4:30am I’d come to the same point. By 5am I wrote the announcement to  the world that would never be printed. It was too filled with anguish. Kathi  re-wrote it by 7am. An hour or so later the world would share the pain and join  the hell that had been ours for the previous night. I would have to relive the  same feelings as visitor after visitor arrived that morning to see the little  guy, not having seen the blog post from that morning. The same disbelief. The  same look of shock. Then the tears. By mid-day I was numb, exhausted, drained,  lost.</p>
<p>4 years later and I can feel all of that like it was this morning. 4 years later  and it was just last night wasn’t it? That’s why I hadnt’t read the blogs in  detail until I started your book last year. I haven’t looked at the pictures in the photo directory on  my computer  from February though March, 2008 until I posted my archive online not long ago.  Pictures never seen finally shown the light of day again.</p>
<p>I’ve finished the book finally, Windchill. It will tell the world your story and  what’s happened since that time — the magic continues, your spirit lives on in  the re-telling by volunteers who remember to people eager to learn. Kids,  adults, senior citizens… Your torch and memory were carried on the shoulders of a  little horse appropriately named Magic to literally thousands of people each  year and will be again. There’s been good, there’s been bad since you were last here with your  head on our knee in a stall on a bed of straw, pushing yourself in circles around  your stall driving us crazy as we restored order to the chaos you created in  there. Laughing at the brightness in your eyes. Today we laugh, and sometimes  cry, in your memory. Even more love you now than even then, amazing huh? God  bless a little 9 month old colt who taught us to believe again in humanity.  Thank you Windchill, from the bottom of all our hearts. We miss you.</p>
<p>Dad<br />
(Jeff Tucker, Raindance Farms, LLC)</p>
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<p class="style106">PS - for those lighting candles in Windchill&#8217;s honor, please email me a picture  and I&#8217;ll try to get them uploaded on a special page here and on his forum:</p>
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<p class="style6"><a class="style106" href="mailto:jeff@raindancehorses.com?subject=Windchill%20memorial%20picture"> jeff @ raindancehorses.com</a></p>
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		<title>February 29th - the 4th anniversary of Windchill&#8217;s passing</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 03:40:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jeffrey L Tucker</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I can&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s February again. And this one&#8217;s a special one as you guys all know - it&#8217;s the true 4th anniversary of Windchill&#8217;s passing with a February 29th in it. 
Many of us are planning remembrances of the little guy - many are lighting candles in his honor. If you do light candles [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span>I can&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s February again. And this one&#8217;s a special one as you guys all know - it&#8217;s the true 4th anniversary of Windchill&#8217;s passing with a February 29th in it. </span></p>
<p><span>Many of us are planning remembrances of the little guy - many are lighting candles in his honor. If you do light candles in his honor, could you please take a picture and send it to us so that we can post. We&#8217;ll be posting the pics on the Raindance site and possibly on the forum if I can find a volunteer to help with that - I have never successfully posted pictures on here that I can remember! </span></p>
<p><span>You can email the pictures to me: </span><a href="mailto:jeff@raindancehorses.com">jeff@raindancehorses.com</a><span> and I&#8217;ll try to get them loaded as they come in but I can&#8217;t promise for sure because of the intermittent internet at the place I live currently. If not, I will get them uploaded in the next day or two to show you all each other&#8217;s memorial candles. </span></p>
<p><span>Your friend,</span></p>
<p><span>Jeff Tucker</span></p>
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		<title>Edgewood Vista Visit (10/21/11, Duluth, MN)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2011 14:42:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jeffrey L Tucker</dc:creator>
		
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10/21 /2011 Outreach Visit to Edgewood Vista Assisted Living, Duluth, MN

Staff Comments:
“Precious. Precious. Magic has the patience of Job.”
 “Magic is so mellow and calm.”
“Magic doesn’t do much. She seems to say just love me up and I’ll be happy.”
“Is she one of those attack ponies? Is she trained to attack?”
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">10/21 /2011 Outreach Visit to Edgewood Vista Assisted Living, Duluth, MN</span></span></span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Staff Comments:</span></span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Precious. Precious. Magic has the patience of Job.”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> “Magic is so mellow and calm.”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Magic doesn’t do much. She seems to say just love me up and I’ll be happy.”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Is she one of those attack ponies? Is she trained to attack?”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Magic minds better than most kids.”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The residents had caught a glimpse of Magic 3 days before when we visited the Memory Care Unit in this building. They were eagerly waiting for Magic again. As I set up the projector and screen, residents started coming in, telling me they wanted to make sure they had front row seats. One woman told me “I dressed up for Magic.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">When I put WindChill’s picture on the screen it started the questions.  They asked for information so I handed out the brochures early. As people looked through the brochures, more questions were asked. It was a lively enthusiastic crowd. During the presentation you could see people shaking their heads, dabbing their eyes, and making disapproving sounds of the way WindChill’s basic needs were not met.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The activity director, after seeing the presentation for another audience a week earlier, decided this group would enjoy it too. It was a great decision on her part. These were very caring, thoughtful, insightful, and respectful animal lovers.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">When Magic came in, there was just a loud murmur of excitement. Kathi brought Magic over to start the petting. Some people could not wait, got off their chairs, and started crowding Magic. Staff was busy taking pictures. Kathi had to be firm to ask the staff and Trish and I to make sure people would stay seated. We assured everyone that Magic would COME TO THEM.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Residents’ comments:</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I didn’t know what to expect.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“It is the oddest thing…seeing a horse in the hall.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“If my 64 yr. old son saw Magic, he would go out of his mind.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I’m on my way for a potty break too Magic and I better hurry.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She is good. I’m not laughing at you Magic.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“When are you cutting her bangs?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“If you got a saddle I’ll ride ‘em.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic can keep me warm at night.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You like me.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I was scared of it but no more.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Oh look at her eyes, she sure doesn’t need mascara.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic is so beautiful. Can you see if we can do something with this hair?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic is asking me with her eyes …Do you have anything for me to eat?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“My yes she is a diva, isn’t she.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She has lots of fur.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman played peek-a-boo with Magic’s mane.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Man, all of these girls would love to have her eyelashes.” said one man.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One resident gave Magic a complete facial massage for about 10 minutes. Magic crooked her leg, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Two young staff people were kidding with each other. The <strong>VERY TALL</strong> young man was scared to come near Magic. He asked Kathi, “Does the horse bite?” Kathi replied, “Only<strong>TALL</strong> people.” He and the other co-worker ended up getting pictures taken with Magic only after she dared him.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One resident who loved animals cried as she pet Magic. She told Magic “They wouldn’t let me have my puppy in here. I had him for 7 years.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One man told us that his father had lots of horses. His brothers and sisters rode them. The horses were good trail horses but as soon as they got to a certain spot close to home, the horses would make a sharp turn for home and take off. He remembers all of his siblings falling off their horses 50% of the time as the horses turned to gallop home.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You’re stocking up for winter I can tell,” as one man rubbed Magic’s belly.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman talked about her grandmother. The grandmother would read horse stories at night to her and her sisters. She remembers a frisky horse named Prince. Her father trained him to pull a sleigh.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Another resident thought that Magic might be pregnant. “She is so big. She is going to have babies.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">During our visit Magic had to go out on 2 breaks. During the first one, several residents patiently stayed in the big dining room for more time to pet Magic.  After that we walked the halls, going into rooms. First stop was the beauty shop.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Happy Birthday! This is your present.” said a staff member as Magic entered a woman’s room.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One resident followed us quite a bit as we walked the halls. He had told me that his daughter had done jumping. He just could not get enough of Magic and had tears in his eyes each time he petted her. As we came near his room, he asked us in. There he showed us pictures of his daughter jumping. She was a professional. We all oohed and awed over the pictures and the awards she had won.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> A little boy was fearless and very in love with Magic. He just loved Magic all up and then lay his head down on her back.  Magic and he were so in sync. It was such an awe moment.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">During the second potty break, a resident, who was picked up by her family convinced her family to drive to Magic’s trailer to get a picture of Magic. The family waited in the car until Magic came out of the trailer for a picture.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A staff member also asked for more information about going into the Hermantown schools. “This is a message kids need to know.” </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Finally it was time to leave. Residents and staff at the reception desk in the lobby asked, “When are you coming back?” A staff member from the Memory Care Unit that we visited on Tuesday was there also. She said to one of the staff at the reception desk, “Tell our supervisor we want Magic back.” Magic and the team can’t wait to visit Edgewood Vista again.</span></p>
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		<title>Aftenro Home outreach (10/31/11, Duluth, MN)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 18:47:38 +0000</pubDate>
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10/31/2011 Halloween Outreach Visit to Aftenro Home, Duluth, MN

“What the heck??? Is this a joke…bringing a Halloween horse in here?”
Magic was very excited to get to dress up for Halloween. When Kathi arrived Magic whinnied inside her trailer to hurry things up. Magic had her scary spider, her saddle bags full of candy, and her [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">10/31/2011 Halloween Outreach Visit to Aftenro Home, Duluth, MN</span></span></span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“What the heck??? Is this a joke…bringing a Halloween horse in here?”</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Magic was very excited to get to dress up for Halloween. When Kathi arrived Magic whinnied inside her trailer to hurry things up. Magic had her scary spider, her saddle bags full of candy, and her butterfly outfit ready to go. Residents were watching out the windows to see what was happening. Staff was waiting excitingly by the front door. Every horse dreams of a Halloween entrance like the one Magic had when she entered the building.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">She was surrounded by staff in Halloween costumes themselves all talking at once.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Is that a Tinkerbelle pony?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Butterfly girl has come to visit us.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You are a gorgeous butterfly.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic just say I am beautiful.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic IS ready for Halloween!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> “I’ve never seen a horse with wings before.”</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Staff did a lot of hugging and laughing as pictures were being taken. Then we were assigned two volunteers to lead us on a Halloween visit down the halls of the three story building. We started at rehab on first floor but moved up to the 3<sup>rd</sup> floor. There were a few gasps each time the elevator door opened and people had to catch their breaths when they saw who or what was riding the elevator.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Magic’s saddle bags were filled with chocolate, both regular and sugar free. It was fun to see the residents pick it out and offer one to Magic too, who only sniffed it. One woman asked if she could have some for her grandchildren who were coming to visit later in the day. Another woman asked if she could grab some candy bars. Kathi said yes jokingly, “Only if you say trick or treat.” The woman laughed and said, “Magic you are my treat.” When Kathi asked one resident if she wanted chocolate, “Is the Pope Catholic?” was her reply.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The team soon realized that we had put Magic’s butterfly wings on backwards.(The set of big wings should have been in front, not the small wings) However our mistake really worked out to be an advantage in the small rooms when Magic had to turn around or back out of residents rooms.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Resident comments:</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“What a sweetheart she is.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You make a nice fur coat.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She is so mellow with all that stuff on her.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She’s just my size!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“It’s about time I saw a miniature horse.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Do you like to be petted?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She smiled when I took her picture.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“This pony has a lot of growing up to do.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She is a house horse…and very satisfied.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Did you see that horse that came in?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“This horse is so kind. I can’t get over it.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“What do little kids do around her?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“If you bleach her hair Magic will be a white blond.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Maybe my son will buy me a horse?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I read Magic was coming and I was wondering how you were bringing her into the rooms.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You are a very good girl.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She has a nice shape.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Oh first time I petted Magic I thought it was a cow…Now I see it’s a horse.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She can afford to be a different. She is a DIVA.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She’s the cutest thing I ever saw.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“She’s nice looking…very well groomed. I like you.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I’ve been waiting for her…where does she stay&#8230;in the house?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You do well with all the old people and everybody’s kids.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“You are a special, special, one.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I wish my room was big enough for Magic to fly.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Look, Magic came all the way down to my room to visit me.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Magic is sure a miniature all around.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“I wish humans had the same brains as animals.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman walked all the hallways on all 3 floors looking for Magic before she found us. She had been at Keystone Bluffs for our 2 visits there. She knew Magic was coming. She followed us and every once in a while, just put her hands on Magic’s back.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman asked how much Magic weighed. We told her 235 pounds. The resident said, “Don’t worry Magic, I weigh 235 pounds too.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman remembers a horse in her childhood named BANANA SPLIT. Another woman named her horse Betty.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Another woman told us that her granddaughter was afraid of horses. “She thinks they will chomp off her fingers. She just can’t be afraid of horses. It just isn’t right.” “You have to let horses know you’re the boss. You can’t be scared.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One vet from WWII remembered the Germans using horses during the war in France. He remembers as he got to the top of a hill while doing reconnaissance, seeing lots of horses, under German guard.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“That’s a cow…a very nice brown cow.”  “Are you visiting all the old ladies in the building?” said one man. Every time we saw him he kept up the cow joke. “What does she do? Kathi replied, “She delivers candy.”  “Oh that’s her job.”  He replied. Another time he came around just as we were going down in the elevator to 2<sup>nd</sup> floor. He asked Kathi, “Are you the mother of the cow?” Kathi replied, “Yes I am the PROUD mother of the cow.” Still another time, with a volunteer wheeling him, he pointed to Magic to show her and said, “There’s that cow right there.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One man recalls working for a stable when he was 8 years old. His job was to bring water to all the horses. He had to go to the hand pump and fill buckets.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman said she rode an hour a day before work. She rode bareback and sometimes she got blisters on her butt. She remembers 1 horse she was riding that was a jumper but she didn’t know it. She and the horse came to a stream. The horse jumped over it and she was so proud of herself for staying on him.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman was visiting relatives in Canada. There were some Canadian Mounted Police on horseback riding down the middle of main street. One police officer stopped and wanted to see her miniature poodle. He took the poodle out of her hands and put the poodle on the horse. The dog froze.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman yelled from her doorway, “Does her color make her a roan?” Kathi said yes.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman asked Kathi if she could give Magic a carrot. Kathi said “Magic would have a hard time saying trick or treat.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Another woman said, “I wonder if I could get my leg over her!” “Wouldn’t you like to know what horses think?”  She asked Magic several times “Do you have a cute boyfriend?”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Another woman loved Magic’s forelock. “Do you want me to comb your hair? This is part of the deal.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">A man asked if Magic wore a diaper. Another man in a wheel chair replied, “They are giving me a shovel to follow her.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman asked, “Would you like some Halloween candy?” I said no. “Jeez it’s not for you&#8230;it’s for Magic.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One woman reminisced about her days around horses on the family farm. She recalls the really BIG work horses needed to do all the work on the farm. Her mother told her the stories of how she always knew where to find her when she disappeared.  Her mom knew she was crazy about horses and always knew to go to the barn and “There I would be under those big horses legs and they did not move them an inch. I was crazy about those horses.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The team had a good laugh. A resident was standing in his doorway talking on the phone. His phone was dangling off the table and the cord was stretched to the max. He was telling the person on the other end of the line about the horse in the hall. “She is very tiny. She has 4 legs and 2 bags of candy. She is wearing butterfly wings. They call her Magic.” We took a picture of him on the phone talking with Magic in the doorway just to prove his story and promised him a copy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Towards the end of the 2 ½ hours we were at Aftenro, Magic did a big body shake. Nothing fell off but it did move forward to her neck but it was easy to move it all back.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">One resident came up with a novel idea for our Halloween visits next year. When Kathi told her there was candy in the saddle bags, she took out a candy bar from Magic’s saddle bags, but put her head next to Magic’s head and said to Magic, “Do you give out candy kisses Magic.” Next year we will fill Magic’s saddle bags with Hershey kisses so Magic can do her magic with her MAGIC KISSES.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">There were 2 young boys and a baby in a stroller walking the halls with trick or treat bags. We met them several times. The boy in the spider costume had padded muscles. When I asked to feel his muscles, he did a bodybuilder poise with both arms up. We all laughed.  His baby brother wore a green suit. He was dressed as a pea pod. The third boy wore a Mickey Mouse outfit complete with the black round shoes. Both boys went up to Magic and said “Trick or Treat” to get candy in their bags. They also had their pictures taken with Magic.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Our last resident was a very entertaining, animal loving, softhearted woman. She had just come out of her room to go to lunch. She had a walker on wheels. She immediately fell in love with Magic and just took over from Kathi. She just fawned over Magic. Magic loved the tone of her voice. You could tell Magic felt very comfortable with her. The woman took some candy bars and then asked Magic, “How many do YOU want?” You can’t talk…just stamp your feet then. You don’t need candy do you…you need meat…meat…meat.”  She kept up the talk while she petted Magic and rearranged Magic’sforelock. “You want to stay with me? I can tell. I’ll take this horse and hide her. Here you’re working for these people and no meat. Let’s run away.  I know just poop or pee and we can get out of here. I can take you home….you want to use my bathroom? You can fly away.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> The woman took the lead rope from Kathi and started walking. Magic started walking with her. Magic however squeezed in between the woman and her walker and stood solid as a rock. Kathi guided Magic out from between the walker and then the woman and Magic proceeded down the hall with Magic by her side. The woman said, “I’m stepping and Magic‘s stepping.” Then she started singing, MERRILY WE ROLL ALONG until she got to the elevator. Magic and the resident and Kathi took the elevator down to the 1<sup>st</sup> floor while Carole, Trish, and I walked the stairs.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">When the woman got off on 1<sup>st</sup> floor, Magic led the way and the resident followed. It looked like Magic was pulling her and the walker. Magic seemed to know her way to the dining hall. A resident came up to pet Magic but the resident holding the lead rope told her to get away “from MY horse” and don’t try to get in this picture.” We had to do a bit of finessing to get Magic away and have pictures taken with other residents.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">As we were leaving, residents who were eating lunch in the dining hall, asked to see Magic one more time. There was a walkway going past the dining hall with a brick wall that went only halfway up. Magic was too short for the diners to see her walk by but there were 1 or 2 entry openings in the brick wall.  Magic did a walk by. Several residents motioned for Magic to come to see them at their tables but we told them that there were government regulations about Magic being around food.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The education team left Aftenro full of Halloween spirit. Magic was anxious to go in her trailer and eat the Halloween candy left in her saddle bags. Kathi told her no way and confiscated the saddlebags. Magic got a Halloween apple instead.</span></p>
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		<dc:creator>Jeffrey L Tucker</dc:creator>
		
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7/13/2011 Outreach Visit to Child Care Connections in Proctor, MN
The teacher in charge of this summer program came in on her day off to meet with me for a pre-visit. She was very excited to have us come and getting more excited as I showed her the program.
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<p><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span>7/13/2011 Outreach Visit to Child Care Connections in Proctor, MN</span></span></strong></div>
<p><strong><span>The teacher in charge of this summer program came in on her day off to meet with me for a pre-visit. She was very excited to have us come and getting more excited as I showed her the program.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>After the visit, I put up posters by the door. Sitting on a bench was a mom and her daughter. They were also very interested in my program. The mom was a teacher and her daughter was a horse lover. They were moving soon to a city 150 miles away. She said she would love to have us come to her high school classroom. I invited her daughter to come on that Wed. to see our program. The parent and daughter did come. The daughter said to me, “My mom forgot but I reminded her.”</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>At the pre-meeting the teacher wanted the longer program with more facts. She said her kids were very good and could handle the longer time of sitting and listening. So I was prepared to do the older elementary program. However when I arrived and looked at the kids, I realized that the pre-K program would be a better fit. I talked with the teacher and she agreed. She said the group changes daily. Yesterday, the group was all 3<sup>rd</sup> and 4<sup>th</sup> graders but today it is a younger group of 4 and 5 years old and she could not figure out why. Changing the program was the right thing to do and it went great. The teacher thanked us for being so flexible.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>The teacher had a sign in the lobby telling parents and kids what was scheduled for the day. On the sign was the note: The WindChill Legacy will be here at 9:30. Then there was a cutout horse with the words ASK ME ABOUT MAGIC?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>While Trish and Carole setup, I sat with the kids, who were coloring horse pictures from the Legacy teacher activity books. We talked about the different color of horses especially the “RAINBOW” ones.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>The kids saw Kathi’s truck drive by early so I took the kids out to watch her pull up and look at the trailer. They heard Magic whinny twice when she heard our voices. Magic was just as excited as the kids to be there.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>This group had such good manners and good listening skills. They had a lot of fish and especially betas die. They had very interesting names for their fish too.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>On a bulletin board was a big paper with the following written on it:</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>HORSES</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>WHAT WE KNOW</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>They eat hay, apples, carrots      They run                   People can ride them     They have big noses</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>They have tails                              They live in a barn   They play outside           They drink water</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>They can be big, or little              They can have ponies                                           They have 4 legs</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>WHAT WE WANT TO KNOW</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>What do their feet look like?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>What do they eat? How much? How do ya feed them?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>How much does a horse weigh?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>How old are they?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>What noised do they make?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>How much water do they drink?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>How do they feed and take care of their babies?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>Do they drink milk?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>Do they eat chicken?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>Does Magic do magic? (My answer was yes, she puts grins on peoples’ faces.)</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>How do they sleep?</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>One Special Needs boy fell in love with Magic. He was just an inch taller than Magic and his hands did not reach all the way around her neck like he wanted to but he sure did the best he could to give her lots of hugs. It was really hard for him to let the other kids pet Magic. He just wanted to hug Magic forever. He pushed the other kids away from her. He wanted Magic all to himself. “My horse. I love her. My horse.”  It was even funnier when the boy sneezed and Magic sneezed just after that. Another boy said, “Now I have horse boogers on me.”</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>The Special Needs boy did get lots of extra time with Magic before we left.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>One boy said, “Magic’s breath smells like MY dog’s breath…BAD.!”</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>A parent made the comment, “Magic had to be so strong to carry 45 lbs of winter coat.”</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>The kids all got to follow Magic out the door and see her jump into her trailer. Of course Kathi had to open the side door for Magic to stick her head out. It is so enjoyable to wait for the awe moment when Magic sticks her head out the door to her adoring fans. It never fails…you just have to smile. The kids got to pet her again. It was so funny. Magic loved the roar of the crowd. She would put her head out and then pull it back in, do a circle in the trailer and then stick her head back out. She knows how to make a repeated entrance.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>The teacher forgot her camera but Trish was taking pictures and made sure every child got a picture with Magic. Trish promised to send them to her. The teacher told me she  “was very impressed with “the staff” you brought along with you. They were excellent.” She also said “This has made her year and it meant so much to the kids.”</span></strong></p>
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