Noll was standing in a kill pen when we were notified about his fate. He was several hours from being shipped to slaughter. His identity could not be confirmed but his tattoo read like one a racing Quarter Horse would have. No matter, we pulled this sweet, old boy and got him into quarantine. Now at Foxie G, Noll has some arthritis but is happy to instigate a game of tag from time to time with his old men cohorts.