Once we were on the road, we decided to stop for lunch. The horse was happily munching hay in the trailer, parked in a shady spot behind a little diner. We took a little break from the road and had a nice meal before heading back out for the long drive home. We had lots of time to talk on the way home and decided it might be best to give her a bath and wash away the grime & germs of the kill pen before we even put her in the quarantine pen. The drive home took hours, but other than some rain was delightfully uneventful.
Once we got back to the farm, she backed right off the trailer. Head up, ears up, she took in her new surroundings. We'll likely never know if she ever spent time around farm animals, so I just let her look for a minute at the poultry running around the yard before I led her around back to the hose. The poor thing had been through so much, but she led rather quietly...already it was becoming apparent this wasn't a wild thing, someone, sometime had spent time with this girl. There were 5 of us there hosing her down, but she took it all in stride- well, mostly...she did not appreciate having her underside sprayed, but this is a rather typical thing for a mare and not a concern. Being lethargic and not caring at all would have actually been more worrisome. The spray from the hose did bring out a little fire, and as she stood there with ears and head up, despite the fact she was blowing snot all over me, she looked like the horse I had pictured in my head after all. I saw the possibilities. In fact, she no longer even looked small, as she really WAS taller than my old mare Sara. She looked strongly Lippitt Morgan to me and in that moment, the fact that she didn't have papers seemed less important, the fact that this beautiful girl had entered my life, and in the process had been saved from a horrible, untimely death was what really mattered.
My plan was to get her better and build trust in the days after she arrived. No need to contaminate all my tack, nor to stress her out, just get her better and let her know she was safe, and home. I also needed to name her, and settled on Faith. A pretty name for a pretty girl, but also because it is a huge leap of faith to go through the process I did to find my next forever horse. We took short walks to nibble some fresh green grass and get some fresh air and sunlight. Even her first full day here she had no problems walking quietly beside me, even venturing into the woods. Then the evening of her first full day with us, the most brilliant rainbow I have ever seen in my life appeared. A perfect semicircle which stretched from one woodline to the other, wrapping itself over the entire farm. Not just a rainbow, but a double, perfect rainbow. One that made you believe in pots of gold at each end, due to the way it seemed to be lit from below on each end. It stayed in the sky for over 15 minutes.