It’s 4:12AM and I’m still wide awake. I’ve been working on a website all evening. It’s for my friend Mary, who does equine photography. I just transferred all of her pictures from a Photobucket account to the gallery on her domain. That’s more than 850 photos that I saved to my computer and then uploaded to her web space. And the only way to upload them is through the ol’ one-at-a-time browse & select method. It was pretty awesome, lemme tell you.

Anyhoo, my eyes kind of feel like like they’re going to be falling out soon.

Starr foaled on Monday morning at about 2:20AM.

We did a foal watch on Saturday night, too, which was a bust. It was super cool to see the baby born and to get to do all the stuff afterwards (treating the naval stump, examining the placenta, imprinting, etc).

The baby is HUGE. He’s bigger than the other foal, who is a week older than him.

One cool thing: This baby is a big chestnut colt with a star like Beam. He was born on April 2nd, which would have been Beamer’s 32nd birthday. We’ve been working with him everyday, doing imprinting stuff (catching him, getting him used to a halter, touching him all over, picking up his feet, etc.), which is really fun. Starr’s a little protective, but she’s not too bad.The other day I got to palpate and ultrasound a mare for the first time, too. That was pretty cool, even though I didn’t actually find anything ultrasounding. I was pretty paranoid to drop the little probey part of the ultrasound thing, but I managed not to.

Working with some of the University horses has made me miss Piecey lots. But tomorrow I get to go home for the first time in a while, so I’ll get to see him and spend some time with him. AND I’ve got 4 weeks of school left. 4 weeks! How awesome is that?

Man, I am tuckered out.

My week was all kinds of busy, but it was a good one. I got to palpate and ultrasound a mare for the first time. I didn’t actually find anything ultrasounding, but my prof said I’d get more opportunities.

We had a foal watch last night from 8:30PM to 7:30AM. No foal, though, because Starr is tricky and perhaps a little sadistic. 6 of us got to hang out in the office of the repro building all night. We watched a movie on someone’s laptop, got pizza, watched the stall monitor a lot and played a pathetic game of Scrabble that consisted of mostly 3-and 4-letter words which really showed off the fruits of our college education (but hey, it was 3AM). There were also some other cards games and everyone slept for at least a little while (except for me, but I’d slept until 1PM in preparation of foal watch….and because that’s pretty much what I do on the weekends).

I thought it would be fun to call our professor at around 2:30AM and tell him that Starr was foaling. And then when he got into the barn we’d jump out and yell, “APRIL FOOLS!” Luckily, this only seemed like a good idea for about 10 seconds.

But the fact that it’s April 1st does mean that today is the day we celebrate Bradley’s birthday! So he’s officially 12 years old. He was kind and did not pee on my bed last night, even though I was gone for a long time.

Anyhoo, at 8:30 tonight I get to go back to the farm and repeat the whole foal watch process. Fun fun fun.