Gilt Sparrows - a Fifty Foal Challenge
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Now that there was a new foal on the ground and another soon to be on the way, Katie turned her attention toward training Locket for sale. However, even at her maxed-out riding skill, things did not always go smoothly.
Bill had invited her over again that night. She had accepted gladly, although was not impressed with his housekeeping when she arrived; the previous night's leftovers were moldering on the counter while he bustled about making a new meal.
He insisted he was interested in learning more cooking as they watched TV. Katie told him about the new foal, and he was eager to come see the herd. Since she lived almost across the street from the county fairgrounds, they arranged to meet at the fair, and then she'd walk him over to her barn and show off the horses. So, the next day, while one of the Zenyattas was at play, Katie went to the fair early, to play some games herself.
When Wolfe trotted through the fairgrounds, Katie realized Bill must have arrived, and went to look for him and escort him to the farm. He was most impressed with the current herd. Electrum maintained a suitably grave dignity as he was introduced as the herd stallion, then promptly ducked his head and waggled his ears to beg for a carrot. Lucy Locket didn't beg, but nuzzled the visitor cheerfully while Bill exclaimed over her blue eyes and the shading on her mane and tail. He tactfully kept a distance from Blue Moon and her newest colt, but was clearly impressed with them as well. Lastly, Katie brought out Smokedance, who had put on enough weight to be merely 'very thin'. "I don't think I've ever actually seen a horse with a Gulastra plume before," commented Bill. "That's really neat." Katie had never heard of a Gulastra plume, and said so. "You see how her tail is white, even though she's clearly a blue roan," he explained. "One of the sabino genes - not one of the ones there's a test for - seems to cause white tails on horses that should have black ones, often without any other markings. It's called a Gulastra plume because a famous Arabian by that name sired a lot of foals that had it. So it will be interesting to see if her foal inherits it." The two went up the ladder and Katie gave a tour of the loft and made dinner. Meanwhile an odd 'conversation' was going on down below.
(Harvest Moon doesn't like cats, and Autumn Leaves doesn't like autumn leaves. Or her own name?)
Bill had invited her over again that night. She had accepted gladly, although was not impressed with his housekeeping when she arrived; the previous night's leftovers were moldering on the counter while he bustled about making a new meal.
He insisted he was interested in learning more cooking as they watched TV. Katie told him about the new foal, and he was eager to come see the herd. Since she lived almost across the street from the county fairgrounds, they arranged to meet at the fair, and then she'd walk him over to her barn and show off the horses. So, the next day, while one of the Zenyattas was at play, Katie went to the fair early, to play some games herself.
When Wolfe trotted through the fairgrounds, Katie realized Bill must have arrived, and went to look for him and escort him to the farm. He was most impressed with the current herd. Electrum maintained a suitably grave dignity as he was introduced as the herd stallion, then promptly ducked his head and waggled his ears to beg for a carrot. Lucy Locket didn't beg, but nuzzled the visitor cheerfully while Bill exclaimed over her blue eyes and the shading on her mane and tail. He tactfully kept a distance from Blue Moon and her newest colt, but was clearly impressed with them as well. Lastly, Katie brought out Smokedance, who had put on enough weight to be merely 'very thin'. "I don't think I've ever actually seen a horse with a Gulastra plume before," commented Bill. "That's really neat." Katie had never heard of a Gulastra plume, and said so. "You see how her tail is white, even though she's clearly a blue roan," he explained. "One of the sabino genes - not one of the ones there's a test for - seems to cause white tails on horses that should have black ones, often without any other markings. It's called a Gulastra plume because a famous Arabian by that name sired a lot of foals that had it. So it will be interesting to see if her foal inherits it." The two went up the ladder and Katie gave a tour of the loft and made dinner. Meanwhile an odd 'conversation' was going on down below.
(Harvest Moon doesn't like cats, and Autumn Leaves doesn't like autumn leaves. Or her own name?)
