Emilie Has Landed!

Whassat?

Virkelystens Emilie, cordially known as Mille, took the two and a half hour drive from Skive to Taulov in stride. She walked right up into the trailer without a concern, and only hopped around a bit in there when we were braking to come to a halt. She wasn’t thrilled about driving — never met a horse that was — but eh, if that’s what we wanted, then that’s what we got.

Snuffle, snuffle.

We tossed her into the outdoors arena when unloaded but she didn’t really have a lot of stress to let out. She strolled around a little investigating things, found a bit of leftover hay from when we used the arena as Pilar’s sick pen, and… that was pretty much it.

I’ma pretty blonde. And I have hay.

Once we were certain she was taking everything in stride we moved her into Pilar’s box which is now going to be hers.

Ooh. There’s hay in here.

We also introduced her to her new neighbour, Cassie, the Welsh Mountain pony that was Pilar’s best friend. They seemed to get along fine.

Hi!

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