Young girl next door came over yesterday for a lesson on Willie (who at 17h and fit is not really the ideal learner's pony).
She had rung up on the day the new pony got injured for a ride, but I put her off as I was waiting for the vet.
She told me yesterday that she had a dream that night and that the new horse was called Sampson.
Well, I think the name fits, although it was some time before it dawned on me that much as I had wanted to avoid the "son" names, we now had another one. So Sampson joins paddock mates, Wilson, Jackson, and Kitson!