A Baby Boomer Dreams of Arabian Horses - Down a Rocky Road

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Part 1 of the Baby Boomer Series

Since the hematoma in the Arabian mare's uterus hadn't healed completely, there wasn't much we could do but wait for spring to breed the mare back to GS Khochise.

Life on our small breeding farm was rolling along quietly except for weaning time. Legs was quite a mamma's boy and really didn't want to give her up. The young colt screamed himself hoarse and still wouldn't shut up but the rest of our horses were happy and content.

Legs finally did get the hang of being weaned. Turning him out with Heiress helped to console him some. The young mare was happy to baby sit the naughty colt even without his mother present. The days were moving along.

Later that winter, on a dry, but overcast day, I decided to turn horses out. I put my dream horse, Scandalous, into the farthest field.from the barn along with her first born, Aidol, a gelding. Then I added Mark, my first show horse, to the mix.

I remember glancing over at Aidol and Scandalous. The two horses were contentedly grooming on each other as I released the third horse into the mix. I hung his halter with the others and turned to walk back to the barns. Taking only a few steps I was startled by a blood curdling scream and the crashing of hooves.

I whirled around to see Mark, the gelding, with his ears flattened fiercely against his head diving savagely after my beloved mare. The look on the mare's face was sheer terror as she tried to escape the attacking gelding.

I grabbed a halter and frantically stumbled my way through the gate calling to Scandalous. The mare, hearing the sound of my voice, turned and tried to come to me but the enraged gelding cut across her path. The mare instinctively turned as mother nature designed leading her away from my help and directly into the path of the outraged gelding.

With the stampeding horses now moving away from me, I ran to the inside of the U-shaped pasture hoping to be able to cut the horses off. When they reached the fence they'd be forced to turn back towards me. I'd have to be able to cut them off and split them up. There was no doubt in my mind the gelding was trying to kill my mare.

To be continued..............

Part 2

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