Midnight is the mare we bought in October 2007 to replace Romeo. She is a 15 hand Dales cross and an
absolute sweetheart. Midnight is not likely ever to be a dressage queen as she is stocky and very laid-back
but she is calm and bomb-proof and absolutely solid out on a hack, which is exactly what Naomi was looking
for. When Naomi rode her initially she was quite difficult to get into a canter and the urban myth arose
that she had been pulling landaus along Blackpool Prom most of her life. In truth we don't know her
background with any certainty, but it does seem likely that she has spent a fair amount of time as a
carriage horse of some description. Naomi has been working hard schooling her, though, and she is now
a great little all-rounder.
Midnight was on working livery to start with, part of the riding school at Manchester Equestrian Centre
where we keep her, but after we sold Murphy we decided to move her off the Riding School onto DIY Livery
instead. This definitely seemed to agree with her. Everything was going along swimmingly with Naomi enjoying
daily hacks out on her and broadening her horizons. Midnight started putting on weight, though, and we were
considering putting her on a strict diet. Imagine our astonishment when Lee (our guru when it comes to
horse management) and Emerson who runs the yard (and who had sold us Midnight in the first place) came up
to us one day and said they thought she was in foal and that we ought to get her checked out by the Vet.
What?
WHAT?????
One thing Naomi and I had never considered was that she might be preggers. This came as something of a
bombshell, as you might imagine, but we duly got the vet out and he confirmed that she was, ineed, in foal.
Well that was at the end of March 2007. We started reducing the intensity of her exercise (walk and trot
but no cantering) and Lee's best guess of her due date was 4-6 weeks so we sat back and waited. Midnight's
daily routine consisted of me turning her out into the field with the other mares in the morning, and we
or a friend bring her back in in the early evening, with Naomi riding her out on a hack several times a week.
Sunday 6th May I went down as normal to turn Midnight out for a day chilling out in the field, only to find
8 hooves in the stable rather than the normal 4! She'd had her foal without any fuss during the night and
there it was, scampering around like a tornado. The vet checked Midnight and him out ("I'm a STALLION, baby!!!")
and they're both perfectly fine. His name will be Jazz...