Join Date: Oct 2013
Location: I'm an American girl living in southwest France
I have two mares. They both only cycle in the summer. One mare you cannot tell ever that she's in heat. She doesn't change her mood or her activity level. The other is a pain the butt. She's spooky, she's rude, she's antsy, and she loves getting all the other horses stirred up. Not that it means anything probably, but the calm one has never had a foal, the freaky one has had two.
“When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. ” ~ William Shakespeare