9/10/09

All rested, sorry I wasn’t back sooner. Talking about horse rescue and my mom’s story of how we were saved from slaughter is hard. It has been pretty busy around here with all the attention I am getting. It was still dark out when I was born but soon afterwards the sun started coming up over the hill. I was still wet and tired when the humans came to meet me. There was a really nice man that first touched me, it startled me a little but I soon realized I liked being touched. At about the same time a woman came running over from next door, she seemed very excited to see me too.

She and the man spent a really long time touching me and admiring how handsome I was. I couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about but they kept talking about my mom being a paint and me being an appaloosa. They said it was pretty rare this happened and my daddy must have been an appaloosa. I am not sure what that means but I think that an appaloosa is still a horse. I hope so anyway.

I saw my mom for the first time and boy was she pretty! I know all babies love their moms but I was really lucky, she was so nice to me and so beautiful. My mom licked me all over, her warm tongue felt really good on my wet hair. I was laying down resting and she kept pushing at me with her nose, I liked her touching me. The humans stood back and let mom and me get to know each other. After a while I realized that mom wanted me to stand up, that is why she kept nudging me. My legs felt so long and weak, this wasn’t going to be easy. I tried a couple of times until finally, I was on my feet! Wow, what a weird feeling that was! It took me a couple of minutes but soon I was walking. I stayed close to mom but was moving around on my own. Once I got pretty good at the standing and walking part I was hungry. Mom stood near me and I soon found my very own drinking fountain, right under mom! Wow, my mom was beautiful, loved me and had the best tasting milk ever!

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