Wild Horse Foals
This past Monday I left Al, and the dogs, and spent the entire day with the wild horses. We had the truck in for body repair, because of the art show mishap, and had a Jeep Compass for a rental. When I dropped off the truck, and they handed me a Jeep, I know immediately I would be driving out for the day. Better gas mileage and all that.
It was glorious to have the day to myself. Just me and the wild ones, silence, and space.
There are a few new wild horse foals since the last time, and it was also fun to see the others thriving, and growing. This is one of the new ones, born to this pinto.
And his brother.
These two brothers are doing good. The one on the left must be getting pure cream from mom, he is sure getting fat.
I got to watch them play with each other all day. They are so dang cute. The wild horse foals certainly know who is in their family band.
The pinto filly that was a few days old last time, Dot, is doing really good. I was a little worried about her at first because she had diarrhea so bad on her back legs. But time, moms good milk and care have apparently done the trick. She looked wonderful, healthy, and happy.
Another new little colt. He looked to me like a handful for his mom.
A little later this band went to the mud puddle, and he got covered. This was the first time I have seen one of the foals get this muddy. Normally they just kinda tip toe through it all. He was all in though.
And clearly felt good about it.
Meet Star. I decided she needed that name because she is entirely black with one tiny star on her forehead.
This is her family band, that’s dad in the back not showing his face.
I did see a couple mares that were extremely pregnant, so there are more little ones to come soon.
It was a wonderful way to spend a day. I did decide that having the RV out there is much better though. To be able to go back in the middle of the afternoon and relax is nice. I stayed out there till the sun started going down, but then figured I better start heading home. Driving in the dark is not my favorite, especially in an area known for deer. I missed the best part of the golden hour, so that kinda made me sad.
Taking the house with you, is definitely an advantage.