The Complete Story
Here’s what I found out, she was bred in Wyoming and traded to a reproductive facility. (So the ET facility tells me but the story has changed several times…)This pretty mare was sold as an embryo recipient and has spent her whole adult life traveling around having foals for other mares. She was a number with a uterus. Adequate solid care I'm sure but impersonal. Gwen had no name just a number. #6064 was inventory and produced product, nothing more.
I named her before she even arrived and the first thing I did in those wee hours was cut off that neck collar, rubbing the dried sweat and frayed tangled hair underneath, and told her “You are Guinevere, you are important, you are allowed to have personality, and you will be taken care of.” This tired yet noble eye looked back at me with a doubtful but hopeful expression.
In her first week here Gwen had: myfascial treatments, her teeth floated with full incisor reduction, her mane trimmed and her tail banged, not to mention three bubble baths to remove the grime.
You should have see Gwen just stand in the aisle and soak in the attention.
Overtime she slowly started to look us in the eye and be friendlier. She held her distance at first, not that she didn't like humans, but more that she simply didn't want to get close to anyone. She was self sufficient and independent by necessity of survival. |
Each day Maude greets with enthusiasm and life. She never fails to take off bucking with excitement every morning when turned out like this day was her very first to feel the warm sun. She is head groomer when out with the other mares and gets any new horse to reciprocate grooming in a matter of minutes.
