I didn't get up particulary early this morning because our daughter told me that she would call before she came up the hill to our place. So she called at about 8:45 a.m. and told me that she was coming up the hill. So I took my pickup truck out to the county road and found a bank to back up to. I just got backed up and here she came. We then walked in to our place to get her horse. I asked my wife, Carol, if she thought our other daughter who has been angry about this whole situation, if she thought our daughter would mind me gathering up some hay that the horse had not eaten yet, and put it in a shopping bag, Carol said she didn't think she would, so I gathered some hay, told our daughter I was planning to use that help get the horse to load into my pickup truck. Our daughter told me that she thought the hay would blow out going down the road, and she would rather give me a little grain, and that is what I wanted anyway, but I didn't want to ask her for the grain because of the tenseness of the situation, so it worked out anyway. I gave him a taste of the grain, and he came closer, then I have him another taste of the grain, he came a little closer, until he walked right into the truck. I didn't break any speed laws going down the hill as this horse is not used to being hauled, and then my brakes on the truck are not that good either, so I took it very slow down the hill. I found a perfect bank to unload him not far from the place we were taking him. Our daughter walked him to this place, and I drove. We put him in this place where we had built the fence the day before and filled his water tank so that he would have water to drink. We then went to McDonald's, got something to eat, to go, and got her daugher, our granddaughter, and then we went to the park to eat, while she was on her lunch break from school. Then we went and bought some hay, brought it back. unloaded it in what I built years ago for a chicken house, 30 bales of alfalfa hay. We then drove to Les Schwab tire place so that I could get a battery, and the one in my pickup truck was going bad from age. We waited for hours as they were under staffed, and they are busy taking people's stud tires off, and the law requires stud tires to be off April 16, 2012. When they finally got around to putting the battery in the truck they got the cables backwards and burned up the cellenoid and one other wire. Two of the people working on it should not have been installing a battery as they just didn't know that much about it. They fixed the problem for me, only charging me for the battery, and everything was wonderful. I came home late because of the problems. The workiers at the tire store felt really badly about the problem, but it was okay, and they fixed it, so everything was fine. After we got home I ate and we visited with our kids, and the daughter of my wife's brother who died in the Philippines, and that was fun. She told us more about her experiences with her Dad when she saw him for the last few days of his life. She told us how amazed she was to hear her Dad praying, and she told us that he really did change after he gave his heart to the Lord, and that was wonderful!