Dove was standing in the middle of his corral. His ears hung low and the elegant head he always held so high was down beside his leg. " Oh dove, look at you," Jan said.
His dulled brown eyes met hers. Dove had become one unhappy horse.
" Oh my!" Mattie said. "It's hard to see an animal suffer, especially a horse. It's a good thing he's going to have that operation. When will it be?"
" As soon as the bank gives Mom the loan, she'll call the vet and they'll schedule it," Jan said.
"Well, anything I can do, you let me know," Mattie said.