Saw Rocky in his pasture today, the aging and solitary pony. He came up to me, then turned and headed for his shelter behind the collapsed barn. I admire Rocky. He is healthy, determined, independent and is staying with his elderly owner, a farm wife who loves him. They are faithful to one another, to the end.  It is  easy to look at Rocky out there and feel sorry for him, but I must say I don’t. He is a symbol of great strength and acceptance to me.