On Sunday afternoon, my man came into the house, more starry-eyed than usual. He had just returned home from the stables where our horse Marius comes from and had been staying for a couple of months for training.
That night, Saturday night, a little filly foal had been born there. Øyvind, the owner of the stables and the horses, had suspected that the mare was in foal, but wasn't sure. (Needless to say, the pregnancy was not planned.) So on Sunday morning, when he came to feed his animals, he was met by a long legged and furry little girl, very newborn and out on a wander. No further evidence needed: the mating we were so lucky to coincidentally witness (yes! crazy, isn't it!) in April last year, had given results.
Her name is Albertine, and in September, she will come and live with us. We are smitten, excited and very happy to be the owners of two beautiful horses.
Love!
