Bella has matured into a perfect trail horse.  She will go anywhere, and do anything and a nice slow pace.  When others race home she quietly walks along, enjoying the lizards.  And her little canter is perfect and she has learned to round up and get her rear end under herself.
She is still a Princess and begged me to change her name to Pippa a year ago.

A Nothing Post

Life moves on and Bella and I just stay plump. She is maturing nicely in our desert walks, but lays her ears if someone tries to pass. Her little short legs do double-time so she can stay ahead of the Tennessee Walkers and Hanoverians that get to watch her "attitude" from behind.

Bella-12 Hours Old

And my font size is almost bigger than her. 5 years ago and so much life lived.

We had the equine dentist out and Bella had her first ever real check-up. She had a lovely cocktail and then the scraping, pulling and adjusting commenced. Now, a few weeks later, she is much more comfortable without those troublesome wolf teeth getting banged by the bit. I had no idea the difference it would make. And, the dentist let me feel the "hooks" on her inside lower molars. Now I fully get the whole importance of floating regularly. Money well spent.

Oh, I saved the pulled teeth which are about the size of human bicuspids.

Our desert is blooming.
I heart my desert.

Happy Birthday Bella

5 years ago a little buckskin filly was born with a zig zag stripe down her back and a big attitude. The Queen has arrived.

She makes me laugh everyday with her expressions and opinions.

No Photoshop was used in that picture to enhance her beauty or airbrush out that funny shadow on her muzzle. It's just Bella in all her perfection.

Lucy and Ethel, Bella's best buds.

Not so easy to see but Bella had a play-date out in the pasture. Lucy and Ethel, the two mini donkeys, got to go out with Bella. While Bella was very excited to have company the girls were hesitant to get too close. I was on anger management watch just in case Bella got possessive so I only got to snap this picture. Of course there was nothing to worry about.

Where did February go?