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im gonna go nuts lmfaooo
That time of the year again
“You threw a turkey at me” 😂😂
the boy!!
i love this funky little man!
For the love of God, sound on.
Ma! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
My mans said aspca lmaoooo
Gwaine: You'll never get me to talk! I ain't no snitch!
Leon: All right. Let's forget about it. Let's play a game instead. Tag a friend with whom you recently engaged in criminal activity.
Gwaine: LMAOOOOO @ MERLIN
Gwaine:
Gwaine: oh fuck
This isn’t a dinosaur fossil; it’s a mummy. Scientists think the 110 million-year-old nodosaur was swept to sea by a flooding river, sank, landed on its back, and was pressed into the ocean floor. It’s so well- preserved that it still has intestines and weighs 2,500 of its original 3,000 lbs. Source Source 2 Source 3
Stella had a lot of feelings to express today.
Sometimes Dakota and Stella are a cute mother and daughter pair.
The foal-shaped void had Feelings about the wind and the rain.
Dakota and Stella’s owners came out today, to help with halter training the baby. As you can see, Stella had had enough of being a sweet and pliant little angel while being led around, and, with all cameras on her, pulled out her best bag of tricks. Including rearing up and falling over. Which makes me three for three with the foals I have halter broken this year. A hundred percent success rate at making them go splat. And, as you can see (and maybe hear) when Stella goes down, I am rather exasperated by that.
She got the falling out of her system for the day with that, and went on to a variety of other attempts at non-compliance, but led relatively all right by the end of our short session, and then flopped down in the hay and had a good long sleep.
She is also wearing a miniature horse halter, as there were no foal slips to be found in the local tack shops this weekend. It won’t fit her for very long, but it will do the trick as she learns to lead.
You can also see that she is so confident that the part of the exercise where she was supposed to follow Dakota to make this easier on everyone just … doesn’t happen. Dakota wasn’t particularly fussed either. Apparently she decided that it was ok, her daughter was in human hands, and all was good.
Stella is growing bigger and more confident and more energetic by the day. Today, she tore around the paddock like a mad thing, swinging by me multiple times, so I occasionally joined in, as it is good for her to play and stretch her legs. She is a neat little bucker, I will give her that, and she also can jump, as I watched her sail over one of the tall stalks in her field, knees tucked, in a perfect arc. These stalks are as long as her own legs, so that’s a decent height to jump for a week old filly.
Once she had got some of the sillies out, I began to work on teaching her the basics of leading, by getting out Abba’s halter and lead rope and rubbing them all over her, and then finally wrapping her up in them both, as a little foal suitcase. She wasn’t entirely certain about this at first, but neck and butt scratches made her forget about the ropes, and when I took a few steps off, holding onto the handle of my suitcase straps, she leaned back against the rope round her haunches, and then unbraced and followed, which earned her more scratches and praise, and then release.
(It will be really nice to halter break one baby this year without drama, so fingers crossed that Stella will be the one.)
In other news, she is as sweet and affectionate as always, and canters across the paddock to greet me, in advance of Dakota, which is saying something. She also loves to follow me, not pushing or chewing, just sticking to my side, to see what I am doing and where I am going, and will stop beside me, just where I can rub her neck and withers, which she loves. I am keeping contact minimal, so she is not over-handled, but gosh, it is so hard to resist this adorable little foal.
Stella likes to walk under Dakota, and it is very sweet to see.
A long-legged girl going places.
She’s learned how to latch on in the right place. No more nursing of elbows.
She’s her mother’s daughter all right. Got to be all up in my business, and she’s only a day old.
The little girl is thriving, and, for anyone who may dare question her cuteness: it is absolute.
Such a beautiful little filly, with a coat like plush velvet, but with Dakota for a mother, what else could she be?