11-03-2015, 09:24 PM
I push, breath, push, breath, and push yet again. Finally, my baby is out. Finally, my first foal. A grullo filly, named Blazed, with a blind eye. She bleats and attempts to stand, eventually rising to suckle life-giving milk. "Blazed. My baby." I murmur as she bleats happily, totters away, and collapses into slumber.