There was a man that rented the adjacent pasture to our at the Trails. He had 4 mares, but he never checked on them and two were very poor. I knew that they were getting ready to foal, so I checked them daily. It was a rainy morning, when I found a little sorrel filly in the pasture. It still makes me smile when I think of the first time I saw her. I entered the pasture and began petting her mother, but she would not let me touch her. I stood by her mother for quite some time before she finally let my hand touch her little nose. It was a moment of delight!!!! We did this repeatedly for several days, and then noticed that her little ears were filled with ticks. The only way to remove them was to get her to the ground and hold her while I removed them. Having grown up on a farm, I knew how to throw a calf, but I had never thrown a horse. When I first grabbed her, she reared into the air. When she did, she fell over onto the ground, so that solved the problem. As I pet her small face, I noticed the brown spots on the white blaze. They looked like rain drops, so I named her Rain.
We made a fence around the wooded part of the Trails, so that we could bring the mothers with their foals up and we could watch over them. We haltered Rain and played endlessly with her. She was gentle to brake to lead and loved the nurturing that we gave her. However, her mother got sicker and sicker. Then one day she died. We got Rain a supplement and bottle fed her for the remaining time that she needed the nourishment. She became the farm pet, which is not always a good thing for a horse. She picked up some bad habits of trying to kick the other animals when it was feeding time. We are still working on that habit. However, she has gone to a trainer now to be broke to ride. I know the training will help her and she will be a wonderful addition to our riding horses.