On Sunday afternoon, Emily went to the Antares dealer and paid him for a used saddle she had been trying. She walked back to the barn - and the saddle was gone, stolen.
The next day these boots showed up, left with our equipment as if to make us feel better about the lost saddle.
On Tuesday, the Antares dealer called. Someone had approached him with a saddle and the question "How much do you think I could get for this?" We're not sure exactly what happened next, but the result is that Emily's saddle is now being shipped to her at home.
Some people are just total morons.
If anyone knows the rightful owner of these boots, I'd be happy to ship them back, too.
UPDATE: The Antares dealer is now back-peddling. The person with the saddle was apparently a BNT's groom, who had mistakenly picked up the saddle. Yea, right. I might also have a lead on the boots.
