Well, after the whole "horse-sale" debacle, and then realizing that I just CANNOT not have horses... Oh, it's a long story...
So, most people know of my love for horses. My entire family has been deep in Arabians for as long as I could remember. I had my stallion, and a few mares, the progeny of them, etc etc. (Do a search in the chit-chat section for back stories)
Well, last year was... rough. I was unemployed for the better part of 6 months, lost my house, and just couldn't care for them anymore. Subsequently, most of my family had financial issues as well. My parents got a divorce, sold the ranch in Scottsdale and all but our favorite horses (who were moved to my uncles for boarding). So, I having no house and mom needing a roommate prompted us to get a house together. However, with no income on my end, we couldn't get horse property.
An old trainer friend (Jim Lowe) of my uncle approached us about buying ALL of our horses. It was gut-wrenching, but there was nothing we could do about it. We lost everything we had been working towards. Thankfully, Jim is a very prominent breeder of arabians. I still keep in touch with him.
So, fast forward to last year... Got back in touch with a good friend, Jamilyn, that I had lost contact with. She invited me out riding (she has 2 old schooling horses), and that was all it took. While at the auction to look for misc cheap tack, we came across this mare in the auction ring. We fought those killers hard for her, and pooled up everything we could. So $225 later, this beautiful mare became ours. We named her Booty because of her gigantic quarter horse butt. She turned out to be a VERY well bred ranch raised quarter horse mare, but we couldn't get near her. She had been raised on the open range since birth, and human contact was limited. We worked with her for months, and she developed a strong bond with Jamilyn. It was a matter of time before I was able to find part-time work (not in nursing), and shortly thereafter found the new love of my life, Ruger (a young arabian gelding who I am currently training).
Around August, we decided that Booty started to get a little bit of a belly. Ruger's hay belly was gaining girth as well, and we figured that they were just a little too well fed (we spoil them). So we put them on a diet. Ruger lost a bit of weight. Booty, who was progressing well under saddle at this point, wasn't. Good lord, you fat little mare! Quit being so lazy! So, we upped her exercise program. Nothing. She got
fatter.
"Jamilyn, this mare is the easiest keeper I have ever seen."
In October, we felt her belly MOVE.
"Oh god... Jamilyn, put your hand on her flank."
*bump bump*
A frantic call to our vet and one palpation later, Booty was confirmed in foal. How in the WORLD did this happen?!
Of course! She was raised in a remuda on the ranch. Any one of those colts had free run of her before she was brought in for sale. As a matter of fact, she was run through the auction with a stallion, and 2 other mares.
So, after trying our best to provide make-up prenatal care, she delivered a beautiful filly on Feb 7th. We aptly named her October Rust (since she was discovered in October, and her color screams "rusty nail"). But we call her Bitty Booty, or BB for short. She's a handful, but perfectly healthy and happy.
Mom is currently loosing the belly