Here's Roady moving out in front of Miri's driving whip. This is an awkward age. He looks a bit big-headed and it's hard to tell what conformation he'll end up with. You can see that his feet need a trim, he's dirty, and the place where he rubbed out his main while still at Mr. Hobbs (lovely green pastures) still looks bare in the middle of his neck (he was always sticking his neck through the pipe fence to reach grass).  While I think of him as a black horse, he seems to have a lot of deep brown in his coat; he's a lovely color. August 21, 2004.