First and foremost – bullfighting sucks. I don’t condone it. I can understand why people might be interested in it, but you could manage the same thrills, excitement and competition without harpooning the bull and slitting throats and whatnot. Why not use the velcro system? Why not make it all about touching the bull, kind of like an Indian counting coup?

So, yeah. Bullfighting sucks. This video shows some of it, so if it bothers you, you might not want to watch it.

That said – holy crap. WOW. I didn’t even know horses could move like this.

I don’t know who the trainer is from 5 -19 seconds, but WOW. I’d like to be able to sit/train/ride a horse like that. And…just…. wow.

The horse’s name is Merlin, and he’s 7/8 Lusitano, 1/8 Quarter Horse… and he can canter (gallop?) at a sidepass. I didn’t even know horses could do that. This is like watching some strange, hybrid version of cutting/dressage on steroids.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go hit play again.

Hey, you all remember Cotton and Rocky right?

I mean, who can forget Rocky?

Drool.

Drooool.

Triple Droooool.

Anyways, my friend Bunnygal really liked the way Rocky’s first filly was turning out, so last year she bred him again (I can hear the voice of Fugly in my head, so I’d like to point out that Rocky is 9 and this is only his second foal) and last Sunday Cotton foaled a pretty little bay (Bay roan? Who really knows until they shed out?) filly.

And since we all love baby pictures, enjoy the cuteness!

Pardon the bloodiness on the above photos, but the filly was less than an hour old.

She got cuter by the next morning, although she still had that “just escaped from the womb” look.

…..and it’s naptime.

So, there you go. Your cuteness quota should be met for the day. You’re welcome.