We are well into foaling season at work. We had 33 foals born in January, and I don't even know how many more since February started. At the beginning of each year, the first few are absolutely adorable and they get a lot of attention. As more are born, they begin to seem more and more the same. We begin to process them on through. We're getting to that point now. It's getting busy and people are starting to get grouchy. There's not a lot of time to stop and think how cute the foals are. Still, no matter how many are born, or how sick of them I get (or rather, how sick I get of trying to keep them sound, disease-free, happy potential racehorses), watching a new one enter the world and take its first breath is always miraculous. Only 150 (about) more to go!
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