Only thing to do. On we go.

Life has a way of bitch slapping you one week and then giving you an opportunity the next. After Sansa's death, I wasn't sure if I wanted to adopt another foal. I know they are happier in pairs but my heart was broken from the loss of Sansa. But even was I watched, I saw Newsie hurting. He can have limited turnout with the larger horses but he really needs a buddy his own size to play with as well. When the rescue called to let me know that more horses had arrived, I figured there wasn't harm in meeting the foals.

They were mostly fillies this time, a good deal of them were gaited. My ideal horse is a non-gaited horse, and normally I would choose a colt over a filly. But I already have a colt. And this filly was clearly the star of the group and she stole my heart. She is a lovely mover, she is ALL legs, and should be nice and tall. She's also got rather unique markings on her face!

Look at that cool, crooked stripe! I can't wait to see what that looks like as she matures. 

She's also very leggy. And yes, a chestnut filly (I can see my mom rolling her eyes at me buying a chestnut mare). But when I saw her, she was the one! She will be joining us in just under a week. I'm really excited.

I will always love and cherish Sansa. But this new foal (yet unnamed) could help fill the whole in our hearts. My own, Newsie's, and the other horse's - they all understood that Sansa had passed because they had time with her body before it was buried.