Which one?

All of Angelo's plants have names. All of them.

photo by Heather Malone

Most of the names are normal - or at least normal adjacent - but then there's this guy. His name is Fatass.

Of course, with a name like that, he's the one Heather wants to keep.

That got me thinking. I have several tubs of Angelo horses in my basement. Which one do I want to keep?

It's the real life version of the virtual game we played last April.

I definitely don't want anything from this tote.

Yeah, no.

This box, however...

Literally, I want everything in this box.

But... that's not how the game works. I can only choose one, and clearly, I'm not taking something I already own. Goodbye Boreas, Meribel, Tadpole, Barely Jolie and Dos Brio!

Angelo and I are both big Maggie Bennett fans, so this is tempting.

As is this...

and this.

If I was still interested in conventional performance showing, this would probably be the one. Those days are over, though, so back in the box she goes.

Jennifer Scott is another artist we both admire greatly. This isn't my usual scale, but she's cute, nonetheless.

Similarly, this guy is amazing, but I'm holding out for the braided version.

Two Stetsons? If I chose one of these, Angelo might not even notice.

Since I'm trying to downsize, giant horses are out. Sorry, Crusher.

That goes double for you, Snort!

Daniela Baglai's Bourbon is more my size.

Ditto Sue Kern's Wally West.

Since my current hobby focus is mostly setting up scenes, horses in unusual poses are especially enticing.

I'm kind of feeling this Ruah.

Of course, I also like tack.

Both Babaji...

and Bowie come with halters.

As you can see, I could make a case for so many of these models, but the one I keep coming back to is this guy.

He's the Fatass of the box!

Except - weirdly - he's not in the box anymore. 

Sorry, Angelo. The Fatasses have spoken. They're staying in their new homes!