Monday, December 10, 2007

A Baby Boomer Dreams of Arabian Horses - The Legacy Continues - The Second Foal Crop Part 5

Part One of the Baby Boomer Series

Part one of the Second Foal Crop

I don't even remember exactly when it was that Image was turned outside for the first time, other than the photo shoot that is. Because he was down on his fetlocks behind there was some discussion about what was best, stall rest or turn out. As I remember it was a pretty even split and I opted to turn the colt out.

I do remember clearly that the young Arabian horse was so attached to me that when I did turn him out he didn't know which way to go. The foal looked at me going one way and his mother going the other and screamed like crazy. He couldn't make up his mind which direction he wanted to go. What he really wanted was for his mother and me to stick together. Fat chance that was going to happen.

As I got closer to the gate to make my exit, Image squealed and raced around me cutting me off. The foal clearly wanted to stay with me. I scratched him for a bit before I finally left the pasture but he wasn't happy with that. He tried to sneak out the gate with me. When he couldn't get through, he stuck and kicked at it clearly voicing his opinion about being separated from me outside.

I have to say that my attachment to him seemed to be as strong. I found it hard to go in and work when I could stay outside and play with this colt. He definitely had my heart in a way that was something special. The colt even had me thinking that I might sell Legs so that I could keep this young Arabian horse.

The only problem was those back legs of his. Despite the fact the vets said they would come up on their own, it just wasn't happening. I was repeatedly told to be patient. But I was the one living with this colt and I was convinced that something wasn't right.

Finally, the day came and the mystery was solved. I walked around the corner and caught the little varmint rocking back onto his fetlocks. The goofy colt was stretching the tendons thinking it was a game. There was no way his legs were going to grow correctly that way.

I remember the vet laughing when I told him what I'd found. I wasn't so sure that this was funny. If we didn't come up with a workable plan, this colt was going to be deformed.

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

The Second Foal Crop Part 6

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  1. All I can say is that he's so cute in this picture that I think they should make a Breyer model horse after him.

  2. Little brat LOL. Bet it wasnt funny at the time though. I just love the photos you have posted of him, they are wonderful, so much character. That is one of my problems when I am photographing my babies or any of the horses, they tend to want to come to me, I dont have anyone else to distract them so I can get more shots.

    When Eb and BB (the black and white yearling and three year old blue roan filly) were born they were both huge and were all scrunched up with crooked legs and my vet told me the best thing I could do was let them get as much time out so they could exercise those muscles and legs and get back into shape.

    Looking forward to the next instalment.

    Sorry you are feeling so bad (((Huge Hugs)))