The horse's name was Saturday.
Thank you Kylene for providing the answer!
My son was suprised that I got it. Maybe suprised isn't a strong enough word, but I'm grateful he kept his word and let me out.
My day of freedom was so wonderful. I walked in the grass. I felt the rain on my face. I didn't see any rats.
Unfortunately, I'm now back in the cellar. My captors wouldn't listen to my pleas to sleep in the house tonight, but at least I had a day in the rain (I live in Oregon so I can't really say a day in the sun).
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