Well, She's Not A Donkey...

Hey y'all,

Many of you are waiting just as nervously and excitedly as I am to get our donkeys out to Cedar Creek. They were scheduled to be rounded up and trailered this past weekend.
But those burros proved a little tougher than expected to get separated from the herd; so they did not make it out this week. We're crossing our fingers for this coming weekend. Maybe.

I received the text about the no-go on the donkeys while I was browsing tack online. My saddle is a little small (my parents got it for me when I was 14, and I have had two babies since then...) and Jacob definitely doesn't fit.
Jacob had been out doing one last fence-check before bringing Baby Donkey home. I gave him the update and he plopped down on the couch beside me, browsing over my shoulder.
We reintroduced the topic of a horse for him, something we have been discussing more and more.

I showed him a group I'm apart of on Facebook that deals with buying, selling, and trading localish horses. I had been keeping my eye on the page ever since we started talking about bringing Joey home. He needs a buddy.
We started browsing and decided to throw up an inquiry post containing our requirements for an additional mount for Cedar Creek. Of course, within just a few seconds, we had messages and comments. One of the first was for a paint mare not far from our home.
We looked at each other, realized that we had already set aside our evening to deal with the burros, and decided it couldn't hurt to go see her and begin our search in earnest.
The babies woke from their naps as Jacob finished a phone call with the owner. We changed a couple diapers, got some sippy cups, and drove ten minutes to test drive our first prospect.

 Y'all, I have ridden a very wide range of horses over the years. We showed up and met the most bomb-proof filly I have ever had the pleasure of meeting in my life. Seriously. A medicine-hat pinto named Skye, and she's maybe 4 years old (though I suspect she's younger).
Without a whole lotta get-up-and-go, she wouldn't be my personal first pick; but Jacob got on her and it was immediately clear to everyone that they clicked. She loved the kids and has been pastured with a mini donkey and an old, blind gelding. Perfect.

We brought her home last night and discovered that she and Joey were a match made in heaven.
After having spent the last 10 years alone, my black gelding is literally the most obnoxious pasture-mate. But Skye just seems to take it all in stride.

Joey and I went for our usual ride this morning and Jacob followed us out to do some ground work with Skye. She astounds me more and more the longer I watch her with how chill this little filly is. Watching both horses now, you would think she was the 13 yo out in that paddock.

She is already the most perfect kids/beginner horse, and I suspect we have many enjoyable years ahead of us with this little paint filly.

Welcome to Cedar Creek, Skye.