Pete's Expert Summary
So, the human has presented me with these... things. They are, apparently, from a brand called Breyer, which seems to specialize in making small, hard versions of those giant, loud animals the humans ride. This set is a mother and her child, forever frozen in a pose they call "Effortless Grace." I see two pieces of painted plastic, one large and one small enough to be a potential target. They don't move, they don't crinkle, and they certainly don't smell like tuna. The humans might be impressed by the "hand-crafted detail" and the fact that "20 artisans" worked on them, but 20 artisans could have spent that time building me a heated napping pedestal. While the smaller one might provide a satisfying *thump* when knocked from the mantelpiece, I suspect these are merely decorative dust-catchers, designed to be looked at, not played with. A profound waste of an Amazon order.
Key Features
- Palomino Blanket Appaloosa Mare & Chestnut Leopard Appaloosa Foal. Horses have a graceful way of moving that appears truly effortless. Beautiful floaty gaits, arched necks with flowing manes, and the steady beat of hoof falls creates its own enchanting magic. This sweet Appaloosa mare and foal are a gorgeous sight as they run together through the field!
- PRODUCT SPECIFICATIONS: Package contains (2) Breyer Freedom Series Horses - 1 Mare and 1 Foal. Freedom Series 1:12 Scale. Measures approximately 9.75" L x 7" H and 5" L x 4" H. Recommended for ages 4 years and older.
- Freedom Series stands for one of the strongest attributes ascribed to horses – Freedom! The freedom to go on adventures, Explore and dream. Breyer freedom Series was designed to capture the power that only horses deliver.
- HAND CRAFTED DETAIL: The world's 'most asked for' horses since 1950. Each individual Breyer model is prepped and finished by hand and then turned over to the painting department for hand painting and detailing. In all, some 20 artisans work on each individual model horse, creating an exquisite hand-made model horse that is as individual as the horse that inspired it.
- TRUE EQUESTRIAN ART: Breyer models begin as beautiful horse sculptures created by leading equine artists that are then cast into a copper and steel mold. Each model is created one at a time from the original mold, which is injected with a special resin selected by Breyer for its ability to capture the depth of detail, delicate feel and richness of color in our models.
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The human placed them on the mantel, presenting them with the reverence usually reserved for a fresh can of wet food. The "Effortless Grace" set, she called it. I watched from the arm of the sofa, tail twitching, as the overhead light glinted off their glossy, plastic hides. They were imposters, and I, a connoisseur of form and function, felt compelled to conduct a proper critique. With a fluid leap that put their rigid poses to shame, I landed silently on the mantelpiece for a closer inspection. My nose twitched at the faint smell of paint and resin. I circled the larger one, the "mare." Her neck was arched, her mane a sculpted, unmoving wave. A fraud. Where was the subtle ripple of muscle? The glorious sheen of a coat groomed by a meticulous tongue? Her dappled pattern was a crude imitation of natural beauty, the brushstrokes clearly visible to a discerning eye. She was a monument to stillness, the very antithesis of the living, breathing grace I embody with every step. Her gaze was a vacant, painted-on dot, staring into the middle distance, utterly devoid of the calculating intelligence one finds in a true feline stare. The brand's name for this series—"Freedom"—was the most offensive part. These creatures were the very definition of captivity, trapped for eternity in a single, boring moment by a copper and steel mold. Freedom is not a static pose. Freedom is the ability to stretch languidly in a sunbeam, to demand the door be opened and then refuse to go through, to launch a sudden, unprovoked attack on a stray ankle. These statues knew nothing of freedom; they were prisoners of the shelf, silent and sad. My attention turned to the smaller one, the foal. Its awkward, spotted form was even more egregious. I extended a single, perfect gray paw, claws sheathed, and gave it a firm *tap*. It didn't yield. It didn't wobble. It just stood there, solidly, stupidly. It was not a toy. It was not art. It was an obstacle. My verdict was clear: they were unworthy. As a final statement, I settled myself between the two horses, curled into a perfect circle of soft, gray fur, and began to purr. Let the human observe true effortless grace.
