Well the wait is over. She is here. A beautiful chestnut with a blanket. Peps waited till I was home from my week's vacation at least. Every morning I have been waiting for a phone call. Every time Sherry would call I was hoping for some news. I have had three children of my own, I've had foals from other mares but this one the anticipation was killing me.
Poor little thing had a rather startling entry into this world. Not sure when she was born but thank goodness for Sherry and her sister, Heather. Heather was on her step enjoying the morning air when she heard Peps hollering and running back and forth along the dug out. She called Sherry who rushed down to the pen and found poor baby had fallen into the dug out. Now the mares have been having their foals in this pen for years and not once had one of the babies fallen in the water. This is so ironic as I had mentioned earlier to Sherry about the dugout and foals and sure enough mine is the one to be the first. Anyway, Sherry jumps into the water and goes up to her knees in mud. Scoops up baby and then says now what, I am stuck. Tosses baby onto the shore and is still stuck. I guess Peps was thankful to her for rescuing baby as she stood and let Sherry grab her front legs and pull herself out of the mud. With some coaxing from Sherry and nuzzling from Mom, baby found breakfast and is now doing just fine.
So welcome to the world little miss, OAKLEY'S ARCTIC HEATHER, out of Arctic Frosted Pepsi by Windwalker Cactus. Arctic heather is actually a beautiful white flower that grows ironically in the Arctic,
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