Welcome to the World, Little One...
Dylan's Darq Trooper was born tonight between six p.m. and ten twenty p.m. He weighs in at between 40 and sixty pounds (Weight currently in dispute) and is around three feet tall. He has one sock, one whorl, and no star. His mother seems completely at ease with herself in her new role. His uncle Zydeco seems a little spun to find himself living beside a new being.
It's cold outside and your uncle Zydeco might try to kick you, but you're here and you're wonderful.
There is a lot to learn about living in this world. Like, you have to stand on your own two feet and people aren't always going to be there to help you. But because you're so cute and new, we don't mind lending a helping hand for the time being.
Social constructions exist: Just because you are a boy does not mean that we won't clad you in pink and send you out to play with the others. But don't worry, your good ol' Uncle Zydo won't make fun of you because he, too, is clad in an effeminate color.
YOU LIVE WITH CRAZY PEOPLE. Accept that little tidbit right now.
I'm sure that we will be off to Apple in the morning to pick out a thousand expesive items that you don't need but that we think are cute. That's just how we role here at The Ranch, we make excuses to buy things for horses because we just love horses that much.
Welcome to the crew, little fellow. We hope you enjoy your stay, and if you don't, we'll just feed you sweet feed and carrots until you change your mind.
It's cold outside and your uncle Zydeco might try to kick you, but you're here and you're wonderful.
There is a lot to learn about living in this world. Like, you have to stand on your own two feet and people aren't always going to be there to help you. But because you're so cute and new, we don't mind lending a helping hand for the time being.
Social constructions exist: Just because you are a boy does not mean that we won't clad you in pink and send you out to play with the others. But don't worry, your good ol' Uncle Zydo won't make fun of you because he, too, is clad in an effeminate color.
YOU LIVE WITH CRAZY PEOPLE. Accept that little tidbit right now.
I'm sure that we will be off to Apple in the morning to pick out a thousand expesive items that you don't need but that we think are cute. That's just how we role here at The Ranch, we make excuses to buy things for horses because we just love horses that much.
Welcome to the crew, little fellow. We hope you enjoy your stay, and if you don't, we'll just feed you sweet feed and carrots until you change your mind.
Labels: Darq Lucretia, Dylan's Darq Trooper, The Ranch
posted by Amanda at 23:40
3 Comments:
He's beautiful! And I love the pink blanket!
the blanket will not effect his attitude in life - its the swirl on his face that is a bad omen (it was supposed to be raspberry)--Congratulations BURBURY
Hmmm, I think he should stand on his own FOUR feet, if he has only two, there's a problem.
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