Oye. I thought about going to take some pony pictures today specifically for a photo update.. But then it began to rain. And I had more pressing issues to tend to— specifically, the fact that the tractor slipped while I was driving through the arena gate and I took out a sizable and important chunk of cedar posts fence. Growl. ANYWAY.
Crossing my fingers the next warm front sticks around long enough to get Pax on track to finally shed out! I've never seen my little girl all slicked up and frankly, she's looking mighty fine at the moment. Definitely gaining some height (she's very obviously over 14 hands now, standing well above Karat— a good marker) but more noticeably, her neck is lengthening and becoming more lovely, her baby belly is slowly disappearing, and her back and coupling seems to be lengthening out as well. Watching her play with the big folks and cause all sorts of a wild rumpus seems to accidentally occupy chunks of my day when I should be doing other things. But I'm content that she seems happy, and happy to see me. I can't believe I own something so lovely. I am no confirmation whiz, but I really think she's going to materialize into a respectable, if clunky, mare. I'm well aware drafts and draft-Xes aren't a goldmine of perfect form anymore, and decades away from truly being bred for functionality— and Pax was just bred to have babies; LARGE ones. But out of the pages of PMUs I peruse and the handfuls I've met in person, I will say I'm happiest with her confirmation. It will grow and change, surely, but I think she's going to be quite usable. And quite full of herself, too.
