Everything Julie’s done with Mexi has left me in awe. For real. That little horse is SO damn quiet. She is curious and happy and sweet and very smart. She rarely gets scared and if she does, it’s almost like she laughs herself out of her fear and continues along, albeit a bit more cautiously. She’s got enough personality to fill the entire barn and learns SO fast. I find myself starting sentences with “I can’t believe Mexi…” and finishing them with some description of how awesome she is. Julie tells me most of Kevin’s horses are like that. It’s not new to her and she’s not surprised. I’m surprised enough every time for the two of us!
Yesterday I finally caught myself and noted that it’s really quite funny that I’m continually surprised by her awesomeness. She’s good EVERY TIME, by now I should be accepting of the fact that she’s great and be more surprised if she acts up.
She’s had one bath in her life. A year ago. This is what she did the second time we turned the hose on her. Julie couldn’t stop grinning. Rightly so.