Fuzzy noses are way better than most things digital, I have to say.
|My favorite fuzzy nose|
But lest you think my horses are as neglected as my blog, I will provide photographic proof that is not the case.
Calabar's weight (after a bit of a struggle this winter) is looking really good. In fact, someone called him "almost chubby" the other day. I can still feel his ribs. Mostly. Under a fine layer of, um, muscle I think.
|Dirty, healthy Thoroughbred|
|Obviously, a concerted rolling effort took place here.|
|I'm so cute, how can you resist me?|
|Love the soft eye and happy ears.|
Dixie-out-of-the-stall is a completely different horse than Dixie-in-the-stall. She says she likes it this way. A lot. With mud especially.
|Dixie the muddy ranch pony|
Clyde is still getting used to the out-of-the-stall thing, but he is adapting nicely and, as my friend Karen says: "Hubba, hubba." He is the very definition of tall, dark and handsome PLUS he moves beautifully. He's not altogether sure about what his new job is, yet, but he wants one.
|Can you say Dressage horse in the making? I can.|
So, as you can see I have plenty keeping me away from the computer screen even above and beyond my day job (which I also love.)
Bar and Lena are definitely not up for adoption, but both Dixie and Clyde are and I am happy to share my addiction (and nose smooches) with anyone who is interested. I'm just glad to have these horses wander through my life on their way to new homes and careers.
Feeling busy but lucky--which is not too bad as life goes.