I'm going to be a mom! Well, not exactly. See, my horse is pregnant with her first foal and I'm terribly excited. I just like to say that so people give me a flabbergasted look and then continue to tell me my life is over until I correct them.
So around March 1st, my siblings and I were pulled out of school to witness this creation of life. My horse, tiny and easily-intimidated, would soon be paired up with the mighty Albertus Maximus, winner of the 2008 Breeder's Cup Dirt Mile, the mother of all races (beside the Ketucky Derby). Not only did he have an impressive reputation, but seeing him prance into the breeding shed was also quite impressive. He was much bigger than any horse I've ever had to take of, and was almost too much muscle for his handler- who was also much bigger than me. While I won't go into the obvious details of what breeding is, I will say that my horse was perfectly fine- for a first-timer- while Albertus was the one with the...performance issues. We'll say it took eight tries.
Anyway, my mare expects her little bundle of joy come late February of next year; horses have the long incubation period of 11 months, 11 days. Perfect timing, considering by the time the horse turns one, it will have a leg up on its competitors for being older. While I will be in college by that time, I expect to be there for the birth of her first foal. My horse is very special to me, and I already know her baby is going to be a great racer.
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