One month old today!

It's taken me a while, but I've finally come up with a name for this colt, who turned one month old today.  I've decided to name him "Smokin Prince Hamlet", with "Hamlet" being his barn name.  Reasons behind this name?  Well, I think he is quite charming, and Hamlet was definitely a charming prince so... Plus it's my favourite of Shakespear's plays.  He is sooooo cute, but is quite a hand full.  Very inquisitive, but guarded as well.  Will approach you, but only if he has  built some trust with you.  I have  integrated him and his mom with all of my other horses (except for my new mare), and everyone is getting along quite nicely.  Bella has even taken on the role of "Auntie", in that she has kind of taken over the role of second in command.  She totally cares for this colt, and sees to it that he is not harmed in anyway.  (I think this is her way of telling me that she wants to be a mama soon!)

Roo, (my new mare) is trying to settle in.  Tough though it is, she is doing fine, and I hope to have her with the other horses soon.  (More to follow)

Until then,  Good Evening from Small Wonders.





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Life of Riley...

In my next life,  I want to come back as a dog.

Pretty Dun Juice The New Addition

I am so happy, and grateful, and honored  to own such a wonderful creature as this mare.  I just brought her home today, so I'm rather emotional.  She's had a lot to deal with in the last week, transitioning from her home in Chicago. Not to mention the fact that I had to trade Maya, in order to get her.  Yes, it was hard to do this, and yes I miss her tremendously.  But the fact that I know she will be well taken care of allows me to sleep at night.  The people that have bought her is going to use her as a brood mare (which means she will make babies for the rest of her life).    This actually is a pretty good life for a horse.  She will NEVER be in a stall, and she will spend her days eating, and socializing with other mama's and baby's.  Not a bad life at all!!!

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Visitors galore

It must be a spring thing. A plethora of visitors to the farm. Geese,  ducks, blue heron, wild turkeys, deer, and snapping turtles. This one here came to Small Wonders last year,  and has made his way back!  Here Mila investigates.....

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IT'S A BOY!!!!!!

Because life is never dull around here at Small Wonders, it turns out that my Janie-Mare was pregnant after all!!  Ya... I know.  I just thought she was putting on too much weight!  So, after being 10 days overdue, she finally gave birth 04/26 just past midnight to a colt, and she did it all by herself.  What a champ she is! And the little one is ALL legs.  Now I need a name for him....

A Woman to Emulate

I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.

Frida lied!

There has been an injustice in the miniature donkey world!  It turns out, after having Frida home for a couple of days, we've discovered that SHE is a HE!!!!  I kid you not.  I know I am a total LOSER for bringing home the wrong sex of animal, but in my defense, I feel I have been duped!   Let me explain....

So... I find an ad on Kijiji, advertising one year old, chocolate brown JENNY.  (female)  The price was very reasonable, so I hopped in my truck, with trailer down the 401 to Woodstock.  When I arrive at the farm, the Jenny is in a pen, with her mom and dad.  She is a year old, and has yet to be weaned from her mama.  Not only that, she has never been handled by a human.  Imagine my concern, as I then begin to wonder how is it that I'm going to separate her from parents, halter her, and load her into the trailer.  I did bend down, ever so slightly, to look under her tail for evidence of her being female.  Having not seen any "dingle-berries" (ie testciles), I proceeded to the task at hand.  Luckily, a good looking farm-hand was near by to give me a hand, and the process went relatively smoothly, and we were going down the road in less than 30 minutes.!!  

  So... the first day Frida spent her time in the round pen, letting the horses look at her.  She was having a great time running circles, and rolling in the sand.  Totally loving life!  The next day, we did the same.  Brought her out to the round pen, and did a little "training".  I put her halter on and off quite a few times throughout the day.  We practiced leading, yielding to pressure... things of this nature.  She was doing an amazing job!  Then, that evening, I brought her into the barn to spend the night in a stall.  Erik was watering and feeding her, when I hear those bone chilling words he uttered... "Uh hon..... have you seen this donkey pee, because females don't pee like this"!!  So, I run to go fetch a flash light, and shine the spot on her "nether" region.  "No honey, there are NO testicles!!  I said.  And Erik replied," Look Closer"  Then I proceeded to get on my back, get right under her, and sure as shit, I saw IT.  The only other tell-tale sign of manhood..... (THE LIPSTICK)

  Tears quickly followed....  The next morning, I get up, go to the barn, and Fred (because I can't call him Frieda any longer) is not in his stall.  So I look in the stall next to him, and turns out he crawled into the stall next to him trying to charm my cutting mare, Janie....  The poor girl had to put up with the little stallion of  a donkey all night... She was some pissed at him!!!  That, I must admit, gave me the first great laugh of the day!  

  So... a long story cut short, Fred is back in Woodstock at his former owner....I think what I regret most about the whole transaction is how good of a donkey he was.  He was soooo smart.  I had him leading quite decently, he loaded on and off the trailer like a champ!  And his "hee haw", was the cutest thing ever!!  Oh well, the search continues for the perfect Jenny.  

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