Arthur and I were a team for many years, whether mustering cattle, running in horses, guiding horse treks, clerking at the Wyndham Races or simply going out for a ride. We’ve had quite a few adventures together and he’s always done the right thing by me. The times we accidentally parted company came down to human error.  Between his turbo charge and precision brakes, it was bound to happen a time or two!

He’s old and missing a few teeth now, but still bright eyed and calls out when he sees or hears me. Arthur now spends his days cooling off in the dam, grazing, sleeping in the boab grove near the house, and standing head to tail with his best mate Cat.