Good news! Panama was picked up at the in-laws' place late last night. He should be arriving at his new home this evening.
Getting Panama into the van was apparently pretty rough. We got a call from my mother-in-law late last night -- after one o'clock our time -- saying that they hadn't been able to get him to load up. He kept rearing up and running away, trying to get back into the pasture. He must have known he was leaving the best home he'd ever known -- poor thing.
My long-time readers (or those of you who have followed Panama's story with interest) may remember Panama's first experience with a trailer. After getting injured on his first-ever trailer ride, and then losing his mom as a result of her injuries, it's no wonder he balked at getting into the van.
It probably also didn't help that Panama is not getting much daily attention -- and no training (which is why, of course, I am bringing him out here to be closer to me). He's pretty much just a wild horse right now.
At any rate, Panama will be arriving this evening. I am very excited, although I am a little worried about a repeat of last night's scenario when we go to unload him -- except that this time, he won't know of a safe place to run to. I am hoping that me being there will help -- he responds rather well to me.
I am very much looking forward to having Panama here. He will need some additional care at first, as his still-healing wound requires twice-daily hydrotherapy. (Fancy word for "washing it out.") I also am thinking I will visit once a day, or at least once every other day, to work with him and let him have some time in the pasture. It will cut into my work time quite a bit, I'm afraid, but should also make for an enjoyable daily diversion.