Is that a hay belly or.... Uh oh!

It has been a crazy month so far. I haven't had time to update anything due to having family from out of town staying with us. (Plus my new adopted niece was here so I got my play time and Sesame street quota filled!)

Everything has been going great with Daya. Training wise that is. She has perfected yielding hindquarters, lowering her head with only the slightest touch on her poll, and is backing up with hand signals really well. Next I'm going to start on teaching her to yield her shoulders and side pass on the ground. I had planned to start reintroducing her to the saddle soon because she has been doing so well on the ground but that's gonna have to wait... maybe for quit a while! lol

I noticed last week she was acting different. She was excessively moody. One minute she would be following me around like a puppy dog and within the hour she would act like she wanted nothing to do with me... Typical mare I told myself. Then Wed. night she wasn't so interested in her grain. She took a few bites and just wasn't interested in it... A major thing for her, usually she is shaking her head like Mr. Ed until you get her feed poured in her bucket and get out of her way, then she dives nose first into it and doesn't come back up for air until she licks it clean. She did start munching on her hay so I figured I would check on her later that night to make sure she wasn't getting colic-y on me. The next morning is the same, so I get a lead rope and put her in the barn aisle and start grooming her. My mind is boggled as to what is going on with her! So I'm brushing and looking for signs of discomfort when I decide the check her under her belly, then I happen to see her udders. O crap, they are caked in wax. So I call the best vet in the world Angie and make an appointment for her to come out and palpitate Daya.

She came out today around 3pm and checked her teeth, made a horrible face when she saw the cracked front teeth, and said no wonder she is so head shy. (I wanted to say "Woman, you don't know the half of it!" lol) Daya's teeth were fine, considering and didn't need floated so we ventured to the rear end. Angie is arm deep in my mare when she gets the giggles and tells me I'm gonna be a grandma! lol Yep... Daya is knocked up! She said she is about 4 months along and she will have to be violated again by Angie in March to make sure she hasn't aborted the baby and if she hasn't to make sure the baby is in the right position. (Angie is afraid her hormone levels may push her to abort. She has shown signs of heat since I got her and is the only horse in the barn.)

Family keeps asking me if I'm excited about it. Well... yeah I love foaling season, foals and babying the mares in their last months of pregnancy but at the same time I'm a little stressed. I planned on saddle breaking her soon and I know 2 of the possible sires that could have done this! Both would not have been my ideal choice. Given that Daya is a rescue, she still has pretty decent bloodlines! Here are pics of them both:

Yeah... nothing to really jump for joy about. Ive been the victim of BACKYARD BREEDING!They are both registered Appaloosa's, although I'm not totally sure how. I need a prayer group and extra strength tylenol. Im off to bed everyone. Pray for pretty babies! lol