Today is race day for Jo’s Magic. Her first attempt to run for a purse. Her opportunity to do what she was bred to do:

It’s been almost two years since I started watching my Thoroughbred broodmare, Exotic Blue, for signs of imminent foaling. A lot has happened since that

It’s been four months since I signed off, and I’m not sure whether to characterize this stretch as "mundane" or "extraordinary." Jo’s Magic enjoys some

Just under ten weeks ago, I was heartbroken and scared because I had a rejected newborn filly and didn’t really know what to do or

Spring has arrived in the Bluegrass and the two foals have stopped tagging along quite so close to their dams. They now venture off impressive

Jo is going to be a "people" horse. I really picked up that feeling for the first time tonight. She’s done well with being handled

Watch any mare as she interacts with her foal, and you’ll see her nip and push and generally physically dominate the foal to put it

If you ever want to see horses in motion, just switch their fields around. It’s good for at least a half hour of excitement. The

Jo didn’t seem to notice that her supplemental feedings were becoming less frequent. In fact, the longer we waited between feedings, the less interested she

Jo is thriving. We suspect that Hermione is producing enough milk to keep the filly well fed, and that the formula we’re providing is just

Hermione and Jo were upgraded from the small grass pen to a three-acre pasture when our new colt was born four days ago. The original

I have greatly enjoyed the daily letters of support and encouragement from readers of the blog. Thank you all for following along on this little

It was early evening, about eight or nine hours after the new colt had been born, and Tabitha and I were waiting at the barn

When I walked in the barn this morning, I was a little disappointed that another day had arrived without a new foal for our now-overdue broodmare,

What a difference a couple of weeks can make. Or even days. Jo’s ribs have stopped showing. She’s not getting fat by any stretch of

Jo’s Magic is meeting all kinds of fellow "critters" on Chris and Tabitha’s farm. There is a big grey tomcat ("Fraidycat") who calls the barn