Chapter 204 - At the Paddock

The hostlers were pleased that the mare gave birth to a colt, after all, it has been said that a stallion is faster than a mare.

After making sure that the foal is healthy and the mare is doing fine, J left the vet to wait for the placenta to be delivered. She walked out of the stable going to the paddock. Jacob and one of the hostlers followed her.

"Miss J, do you want me to bring you Mr. Darcy?" the hostler asked her.

J paused for a while then turned to Jacob. "Do you ride a horse?"

"What? Do you think of me as a pussy?" Jacob retorted. Thou not a fan of horses, Jacob started to learn to ride a horse when he was a young boy. During those times until now, the family usually celebrate his grandfather's birthday in the countryside where they would go, horseback riding, picnic, and fishing.

J pursed her lips and said, "I was just asking, why do you have to be so defensive?" Then she turned to the hostler and said, "Please take Elizabeth as well." Then the hostler left them and walked towards another stable that is located farther than the first stable they went in.

Jacob and J were left beside a paddock. They watched as a couple of horses run around inside the paddock while their arms rested on the white fence of the paddock.

"I didn't see that coming," Jacob said.

Confused, J looked at him and asked. "What do you mean?"

"I thought we'll be having a picnic since the place is surrounded by the ocean. I didn't expect to see a horse giving birth. That was a first for my virgin eyes."

J laughed which made Jacob looked at her adoringly. "I already told you before, we have a horse farm and an orchard here."

"So, you spent most of your time here during your day off?" Jacob asked.

"Hmm... it depends. The orchard his also quite a sight. If it's harvest season, I spend most of my time there." J replied.

"I see. How long has it been here?" Jacob asked turning around to lean on the fence with elbows resting on it.

"Ever since I can remember. I was born and raised here. When I grew up, the farm and the orchard has already been here. My grandfather loves horses while my grandmother loves oranges and lemons." J said with a touch of smile feeling nostalgic. "They were the ones who started this."

"So, you are a country girl," Jacob said while looking at J whose gaze was fixed on the horses. He can only see the side features of her face but still mesmerized by her natural beauty.

"You can say that," J said with a smile lowering her head. Jacob turns around to look at the horses. "They said the baby horse is a colt. What does it mean?" he asked.

"Means it's a boy. A baby horse is called a foal, if it is a boy it is called a colt. If it is a girl, then it is called a filly. You see that one?" J pointed at a certain horse.

"That brown horse with a black tail and mane?" Jacob pointed at the same horse.

"Yes, that one. But we don't call it a brown horse. We called it a bay horse. If the color of the horse is brown but the tail, mane, muzzle and lower legs are black, we call it bay horse." J waved her hands. "Anyways, that is a 2-year-old colt."

"And see there? The black horse alone on that side? It's a filly." J said pointing at one corner of the paddock.

"So how do you recognize a colt from a filly?" Jacob asked thou he already guessed the answer.

"Are you a doctor or not? Of course, a colt has a penis!"

"Ha-ha. So, you are an expert!" Jacob mocks her.