On day three I met a really nice mare! Some people believe that "nice mare" is an oxymoron and I tend to be one of them. LOL. But, this mare was sweet. She had kind eyes and I loved her four socks! The person I saw about her had not had her very long but she had done several trail rides with him and he was told that she was seasoned at Western and halter classes with her prior owner's kids. We weren't able to ride extensively due to the footing. As you can see the ground, trust that it was a mix of snow, ice and mud. I took her up the driveway, through the yard, circling and bending. She was good about everything and careful with the footing.
She was with a few other horses and was somewhere in the middle of the pecking order. She had one old scar on her chest area that could have been a puncture of some sort or maybe an incision to remove a lump? I couldn't really tell - the guy said he had no knowledge of it.
In Loving Memory
...of the first horse to hold my heart