She reached out a hand to touch the nose of the beast. Aye, she was going to love it in the Vaughn household, that was for certain. Her eyes filled up with moisture but she quickly looked away. Clearing her throat, she said a soft, "T'ank ye," to both of them, and her hand pet between Bonnie's eyes. She was reminded of how fond Ian was of his mare, Daisy. "Me husband had a mare almost as pretty as Bonnie," she smiled a little sadly, "It pained me ta sell her after he was killed. I wonder if she is still alive. Ian was killed eleven years ago when he was just a lad of 19 and we had only been married fer about a year." She sighed and said, "Oh, don't mind me. I babble."

She was quite the talker though.