T Minus One

Mulgrave Fire arrives in 24 hours! Just think, right now our unsuspecting new horse is probably wrapping up a very typical day in his desert paddock east of Temecula, hanging out with that cute little sorrel mare next door, dodging the tarantulas and rattlesnakes, getting ready to enjoy the sky's nightly incredible light show, munching some pellets. My little friend, your life, and ours, is about to change a good deal.

We hope you'll like your new stall and paddock. They were lovingly constructed over a period over several years for their previous occupant, the lovely Royal Masque. Yes, she also had a better stable name, actually many of them, and so shall you. We just don't know what they will be yet, because we'll need to learn more about your personality before anything can really stick. So for now, as a tribute to your well-bred heritage and all the Mulgraves that came before you, and notwithstanding the teasing the other colts no doubt gave you, we shall call you Mulgrave.

It's been lovely to search for you, find you, think about, analyze and dream about you. You won out over a lovely distant relative of yours - distant as in common breeding somewhere back there on the other side of the Pond, and distant as in far from California. Maybe we and you will meet her someday, but fortunately you are closer and more accessible and offer a different package of horse potential, one that will be slower to unfold but likely equally rewarding.

So tonight will be the last night we go to sleep horseless, and your last night under the stars of the desert sky. Sleep well, sweet brown boy. Tomorrow we'll begin a new journey.