|Tabby Lane (Even the Score-Keeley Chay-Rodeo)|
Today, though, it's time to get back to the actual reason for this blog's existence...the horses! With her due date approaching on March 1, we took a ride over to Dove Hill Farm to visit with Tabby Lane and see how she was doing.
|Tabby about almost 10 months along.|
I wasn't around for the conception, but I will be trying very hard to make it there for the delivery. It's nothing I have experienced before and I really would like to see our girl deliver her foal. I remember the first time she dropped her head and buried it in my chest while I scratched her ears and behind her neck like it was yesterday. That's when she captured me forever.
On our way out yesterday I had to pull on her halter a bit to give her a kiss goodbye. When I did, she rested her head on my folded arm and leaned against my head. We stood there, our heads against each other and I felt her get heavier and heavier as she relaxed on me for a few moments.
I always warn Heather to not fall in love with a racehorse. Given the vagaries of the game and the high proportion of claiming races, your horse can be in someone else's barn in an instant which is unlike many of the disciplines she has been involved with in the past. As we were leaving she looked and me and smiled and I said, "See...this is what happens when you fall in love with them..."
|"You're leavin? I'm grazin!"|