The hill getting into the ranch was still slippery as snot and I was really hoping that it would get dried out by tomorrow afternoon, so I can haul Chunk and Beretta to town. I sure don't want to throw them around in the trailer getting out of there. Not such a good experience for baby's first hauling.
I was glad to see the mares at the bottom of the hill. I knew seeing them and Beretta would make me feel a little better.
As I came through the autogate, I was watching the mares and they barely even gave me a glance. Usually a horse trailer coming through their pasture garners some interest from them. But Chunk, Beretta and Honky Tonk were staring up the hill...
OMG! Okay...#1-I looked at this mare the other day and told mom that I still thought she was bred. But all of the mares are so stinking fat that even Chunk looks bred and I KNOW she's not. This goofy mare made a bag last May, the same time Chunk did, so after 60 days and n.o.t.h.i.n.g, we kinda figured she was just giving false pregnancy signs brought on by Chunk having a baby. But she still had a bag when I looked at her the other day and you would think that by now she would have gotten over the "false pregnancy" thing. The only other thing I could think of was that she had been bred, lost the foal and had not aborted it. I was thinking a trip to the vet was in order.
#2-This is an awful time of year to foal. THANK GOD she did it during these couple of reasonable days of weather. I told my mom leaving that stud in with those mares for so long last year was going to bite her in the butt. Guess what? It's entirely possible that the red dun mare could foal yet too. Foal watch until Thanksgiving? Oh that's just freaking peachy!
#3-In spite of the poor timing...this is an absolutely delightful event. This mare is one that we really, really wanted a foal out of as soon as possible. It was so disappointing this summer...waiting and waiting and waiting...and finally giving up. It's just absolutely unbelievable that she actually foaled.
Poor little thing. I have to say, this is one of the homeliest foals I think I have ever seen. Cowgirl sure didn't put much into this baby. I'm not a 100% sure what the sex is. I think it's a colt. I almost had my hand on it's tail to lift it up to check, but Cowgirl took a dive at one of the other mares and I figured it was best to leave things alone until tomorrow, when I come out to pick these two up and take them to mom's. No way can little Guns stay out here this time of year. "He's" going to live under mom's barn and we'll put Cowgirl on vitamins so her milk production improves. I really thought about trying to load them up this afternoon, but Guns was just hours old and with the hill being so slick, I was worried he would not be able to handle the trailer ride out of there.
Look at Beretta...She looks like she is saying...Holy Cow, look at the size of that rat...
PS-If you clicked on the other post and it's not coming up...it's because I pulled it. With this exciting news...I'll be posting tomorrow after we get Cowgirl and Guns moved to mom's and settled in. Don't you want to know if it's a boy or a girl?