Day by day, I have been getting a little stronger and walking about a little further. I have had some great visitors that have filled up the hours and some beautiful flowers that are filling the air with sweet scents.
Thursday Ally was over early to mow. She thought she saw a small dog at the top of my neighbor’s driveway. Lauren came back from her trainer’s around noon and spotted the same little one lying deathlike in the driveway. Lauren went to investigate and found the neighbor’s other mini-pony had given birth but mommy and baby were separated and the baby was much worse for not having mommy by her side and milk to drink.
A little investigation found the first time momma with her placenta half-delivered locked away down in the pasture. The baby had wondered up to the road herself.
Lauren would have investigated more but for the bull that chased her out of the pasture and through the wire fence. It had been a brutal week for Lauren anyway having suffered a badly injured forearm that took her to the ER and a fall through a palm tree (you do not want that story) so getting chased by the bull was icing on the cake.
Lauren and Ally teamed up with our neighbors to try to help out the tiny baby that was quite dehydrated at that point. Couple with a syringe and water, the foal got some much needed fluids and started to gain back some ground toward living.
Lauren kept mumbling that she wanted to take the foal on the road with her to Tyron (North Carolina where she is headed to show this next week) and I was was fine with that but I was not agreeing to nurse it around the clock. The owner of the property and mare were gone and not reachable to help us save the baby.
The girls called the sheriff’s department and four officers arrived pretty quickly. They took the baby in their arms and went in search of the new momma still hoping she would accept the baby and the baby would have a chance.
We all left out about that time leaving the matter in the capable hands of the officers. Last night Nancy arrived for Jordyn’s lessons and I was telling Jennifer about the bad news of losing the little foal when our eyes were riveted towards the little sorrel pinto streak of a foal galloping next to her momma in the next pasture.
Never did I expect this baby to live and flourish. I guess she just needed a chance. Thank you ladies for work well done in his service!
Thanks for riding along!