Then again, isn't that how she looked when she was comforting her big, strong, Huckleberry Pudding, extending her own wing to cover his grassy-green back and blue overalls as she helped him deal with another one of life's problems? His pumpkin-orange mane bobbing against Artemis’ cream feathers as he brought his head up high with her support? His legs finding solid hoofing and a steady stride in even the thickest mud? His powerful croup bobbing up and down with -- ‘Oh, my.’