A Precious Gift

On arriving home from Denver, Colorado, I was told to come to the barn.  What, new hunting puppies have arrived already?  No, much better!  A beautiful filly foal staring up at me.  I cried!!!  We've called her "Maggie Muffin" after my great friend Margrit Wigger. She has changed our lives.  My grandsons are excited about looking after her, my 85 year old mother asks about her every day and pushes her walker out to sit in the stall with her when the weather is warm.  Even Ted & I get together twice a day now to take her out and bring her in.  This holy terror at times is bringing a positive change for everyone.