Henry Horse has been working The Farm longer than almost anyone can remember. He was here before the new fence went up, before the second barn was built, before half the animals arrived. He's pulled ploughs through frozen ground, carried supplies through mud so thick it swallowed boots whole, and worked through summers so hot the air shimmered above the fields. And every single day, he shows up. Not because anyone makes him. Because Henry Horse believes that the work matters, that the land deserves care, and that the best thing you can do for the people and animals you love is simply be there — steady, strong, and ready.