I'm pleased to introduce Mia, a.k.a. (by registration only--nobody calls her this) Haven Hills' Remember Me. If you see her, you will certainly remember her. She's smallish, at least compared to Thunder, whom she has replaced as my primary saddle horse. She's compact and muscular, like a competitive ice skater, and she moves as smoothly as one.
When Buddy Eby, the state inspector for New Mexico's livestock district 17, came up here to prepare her transport papers, he had a hard time figuring out what color she is. She's covered with dapples. Some are ringed with carmel, others with silver. The dapples are dark brown, tan, and light brown, with carmel and silver sprinkled in. Her muzzle and legs are silver, or maybe grey--hard to tell and depends on the light. Her mane and tail are the color of ripened wheat, or flaxen perhaps, but streaked with brown here and there, and what shade of brown? Uh, er, um . . .
In the lexicon of the Rocky Mountain Horse, of which breed Mia can trace her lineage clear back to the famous Tobe, Mia is chocolate. As it happens, the official state livestock board database that Buddy Eby runs on a battered laptop computer in his truck has no entry for "chocolate" on its dropdown list. Doesn't have an entry for "other" either. Tsk tsk. "Brown" will have to do, Buddy decides, but is she dark brown? Light brown? She's really colored up! She's not sorrel, that's for sure, nor buckskin. Buddy settled on brown, which satisfied the software. He took pictures, downloaded them to his laptop, and printed Mia's official documentation of residency in New Mexico. Buddy can perform technical miracles in his truck. Now Mia can go anywhere in the state and I can prove that I didn't steal her.