The babies have arrived. Cowen is in heaven. The top baby is Jamba (apparently, people are still quibbling)--out of our good ole' mare who is being retired now after 17 babies. All beauties. Especially Goldie--my baby. The bottom is Emir. He's Dad's million-dollar baby who is only allowed in the corral and struts (not walks) like the Prince he is. Someday, if you ever get a chance to spend time with my dad, ask him about Emir's bloodlines. Then sit back for a few hours while he educates you in Arabian breeding since the first Arabian set foot on American soil. It's fascinating.
You really need to see Emir in real life--his incredibly perky ears and his "I'm THE MAN" attitude.
Foal season is one of the greatest perks of living by the folks.
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