On the cover of September's Downhome a picture of a Nfld pony attracted my attention. It reminded me of the last pony my family owned. When the resettlement occurred in Nfld, my family had to move to a larger community or town. We had to bring our pony with us. My father and uncle put him their motorboat, which my father had built the year before; he was a wonderful boat builder. Must have taken him ten or twelve hours to reach our destination, the sea was rough in many places especially around the headlands, but the pony stayed standing all the way. He lived a happy life a long time until one day someone left the gate open and he got killed on the road. He was buried in our back garden, don't remember if we had a funeral or not. I love the Downhome, especially the puzzles. Sincerely, Marie Stead   Submitted By: NULL