To know Eddie is to love Eddie.

Now that Eddie's babies are getting older and out into the world, I've found there's one more saying we can now embrace:
To know Eddie's foals are to love Eddie's foals.


Last night I was late picking the girls up from Painted Prairie and we had to rush to get on the road. I pulled in, had both the girls haltered and loaded up on my own and back on the road in less than ten minutes. Neither even hesitated while walking into the trailer. Once we got home they unloaded in the pitch dark without a single hiccup.
I swear, if they could talk, their mantra would be "Whatever suits you just tickles me plum to death."

To use another cliche: "Who could ask for anything more?!"
1 comment:
Your very lucky to have such a lovely boy and such nice grandfoals. Your a good horse mum to Eddie.
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