A swat of his tail and a shake of his head, Fang has resided at Seaside Farms for as long as the annual visit of Alaska Great Lakes Project can remember.

Q: What’s your name?
A: My name is High Tide, but my friends call me Fang.

Q: Exactly how old are you?
A: You see, I know I look extremely dashing for my age, but let’s just say I’m well over twenty…that’s when I stopped counting.

Q: Can you tell me a bit about yourself?
A: Well, as you have probably noticed, I am a horse. I’ve spent most of my life living at Seaside Farms. It’s quite nice, I have had many adventures.

Q: Can you tell us about some of those adventures?
A: There are several, but I am willing to share them with you. I’ll tell you my favorite. My pals and I were having a jolly good time eating our carrots when along came that pesky rabbit! As you’ve heard, rabbits like carrots as well; so he thought he’d try to take them from us! After a while of arguing over the carrots, he finally got a hold of a bushel. We weren’t about to let that happen, so we chased him down the trail, nipping at his tail all way to the beach. Then there was only one trail, but my friends and I changed that. I’ll tell you something, my owner, Mossy, wasn’t to happy about that! Anyway, on our way down one of my three pals got separated from us. After about two hours of running, jumping, and chasing, we finally caught up with that little rascal. He stood right at the top of his burrow, just glaring at us, holding our carrots. When we thought we had run out of ideas, out came my friend who had been separated, right behind the old rabbit and ate the carrots right out of his paws.

Q: Well that’s quite a story, can you tell me one more?
A: I suppose so, ah how about the time my first son was born? You see, me friends and I were watching the super-trough, when I got a call from Mossy. She sounded very excited, and practically screaming with joy she says, “Hurry! Hurry! Come to the west stables right away. Your wife just went into labor!” But you see, I couldn’t leave right then, it was thirty minutes into the third quarter and we were tied hoof in hoof! So I told Mossy that I’d be there in about ten minutes. Oh no, but that wasn’t good enough for her. She said, “You can almost see the head!” Well, when I heard that I didn’t care diddly-squat about the horseshoe games anymore. I galloped as fast as my four legs could take me, well, I even jumped a few fences. But when arrived, my wife was not in labor. I did get scared out of my horseshoes when everyone jumped out and yelled louder than a blow horn, “SURPRISE!” I had forgotten it was my own birthday with all of the excitement over the big game day. Just when I thought all the surprises were over…MY WIFE DID GO INTO LABOR! That’s when Mossy really did start screaming in panic. She sent everyone to fetch the blankets and water and fresh hay. I’ll never forget when Mossy said, “I can see the head!” and my beautiful baby boy came out bottom first! That filly gave me the best birthday of my life, and he still is the best present I have ever received… oh and the Broncos won the horseshoe games!