In the ultimate indicator that life goes on, even when we think it cannot, Cash had a baby girl last Wednesday nite. No signs of course, and one of the few nights I was not on patrol doing all the other crazy stuff the last few weeks have required, Cash plopped her out in the front pasture with her lady friends all around.
I did my morning check by driving by and when I saw the gaggle of hosses standing in the corner of the opposite pasture, just staring, I knew what must have happened. Sure enough, there she was!
She is a pretty little girl, isn't she? Way flashier than I expected, since both of her parents are lacking in chrome--but she sure is not.
If I were finding much pleasure in anything right now, I am sure I would be thrilled with her. I did enjoy taking pics of her turnout in the front yard tonight. We have been suffering through horrid storms off and on since her birth, and tonight is the only clear spot in the forecast, so she had some play time around 7 pm. I don't want her out in the nasty mud, so she did her playing in the front yard.
I have no idea what to call her, but I am hoping for a call name that has something to do with money, since both parents have the word Cash in their names. And no, Penny is not it. I just do not know what it IS, yet.
There are more pics on our Farm Page on Facebook