On Friday, she stepped off the trailer, looked around, whinnied once, and walked calmly into her new pen like it ain't no thang.
|Aren't we cute? :)|
Of course, many selfies were taken.
|Hashtag dream come true|
As well as a ton of cute candids.
|The zero drama llama|
|Looking very contemplative|
She was very excited to dig into her hay, and has been eating and drinking like a champ since she arrived.
|Bad angle... she's not this long in real life. #allaboutthatbass|
Yesterday, she got turned out for the first time in her new home. She walked out into her (private, half acre, super green) pasture, ambled around for a bit, then started grazing. I watched her for awhile, and she seemed fine.
|Love the pretty fall colors.|
Then, she decided to give me a mini heart attack as she started racing around, buckling, squealing, and doing reining-style sliding stops wayyyy too close to the fence (but still safe, she knew the fence was there) for comfort. Totally freaked me out for a minute, but then she slowed to a trot, snorted, started walking, then started looking around for a good place to roll. Jeez, mare.
I'm so afraid I'm going to break her somehow (sidenote: how is it possible to be so excited and so terrified about something, at the same time? ) :X Luckily, she was perfectly calm after that. She got turned out again this evening, and the BO sent me this pic a little bit ago:
|So peaceful. Good pony.|
Anyways, I think she's getting settled in just fine. :)