Okay, so we did a lot of work outside today. I had an excavator out to bury the old foundations so I can get ready to put up a new barn. While he was working, I bush hogged the pasture. And it was nice and cool today so the horses actually ventured out of their maple grove to check out the goings on.
Mom laughed at how fat Tinkerbelle is.
I protested that she didn't look bad; her neck wasn't cresty, she didn't have a flabby chest, in fact she looked great except for having an enormous stomach.
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Oh crap, I think she's pregnant.
I know she was with other horses, but no one mentioned a stud. Of course, that lady didn't know she could shed out to be slick and shiny. I bought her at the end of September, so if she was bred right before she came home, that would mean a baby at the end of August.
I haven't felt any kicking, so maybe she just carries her fat strangely. I hope so; foals are tough enough to keep in a fence. Mini foals are probably like trying to fence in fleas.
In other stupid news, the UK has banned Tom Hiddleston's new Jaguar commercial.
Not because it glamorizes crime, or blowing up an underground garage, but because the car 'sounded like he was speeding'. There were police officers on hand to attest to the fact that he was driving well under the speed limit, but it still got the boot for 'encouraging reckless driving.'
The commercial was banned for suggesting that sports cars go fast.
I don't want to live on this planet anymore.www.theguardian.com/media/2014…