So far, it's not looking good. Cosette is colicking. I'm stuck here in Seattle, tried to get on a flight this evening to no avail. Linda, who has been caring for her since we've been gone, is looking after her tonight but I'm so worried. I wish I could be there with her.
Cosette has never done this, has no history of colic. Horses die from colic. The vet was out and thought she didn't look too bad, but just in case the transport is ready to haul her up to Davis to the equine hospital if need be. It is complicated, of course, because she is pregnant.
We will ring in the New Year quietly with our soba noodles at Dean's parent's place.
Here is to a most auspicious New Year.