Am I here or not?
And I don’t know the answer to that. The past month and a half has been somewhat tumultuous - doing this and doing that - feeling this and feeling that - that whole “life is like a box of chocolates” sort of thing. But, today is a good day. It is raining! I can stay inside and feel no guilt. We’ve been trying to clear our property so we can fence the entire thing as well as put in an arena (uncovered) so I have a place to give riding lessons and practice barrel racing without having to trailer my horse 30 miles.
Oh - I nearly forgot! Abby had her BABY! Meet Socks everyone. Here she is only a few hours old. We weren’t expecting her until mid-June! You can imagine our surprise when we walked out Monday morning only to find a fresh little squirt running around! For those of you selling a pregnant horse, please tell the new owners the right breeding dates - sheesh! Nevertheless, Socks is the most precious little tyke ever! I am excited to report that she should mature at a glorious stature of 15.3 Hands with a nice thick build. She is grey now, but after she molts, she will turn jet black with two white socks on the back end and of course a big white blaze down her nose. I couldn’t have asked for prettier markings.
