Nothing Like a Little Wild Horse Therapy
Things are still topsy turvy around here. Al is still having problems stemming from the TIA he had the beginning of March. We’ve been to the doctor twice, but he really has no explanation other than for some odd reason his body is experiencing stress differently now. Everyday he has tremors in his left leg, and on really bad days it goes to his whole body. He is mentally, and physically exhausted by it all. He has tried medication the doctor prescribed, only to have the symptoms worsen. We are trying to keep his stress levels at an absolute bare minimum, but most days he has the tremors anyway. It’s been hard for him to work, and function on a level he is use to.
Sunday was supposed to be a nice day, before this next week of cold and wet gets here. I’ve been wanting, needing, to get out of town, so we decided to go visit the horses. But instead of a day trip, we thought an over nighter would be much better. So we rolled up the RV, and headed out Sunday morning. Once we got settled, Al stayed in the RV and relaxed, and sketched while I went to say hello to the herd.
I’m happy to say that the tiny foals we saw 2 weeks ago, are all doing well and growing.
This beautiful buckskin stallion was wooing this young filly.
I’m pretty sure he won her over.
I know she seems young, but we have seen mares that we know are only a little over a year, mating.
Al went back out with me later that evening. It was raining at first, and this little one was trying to hide by mom.
We waited it out though, and the sun came out. Peanut was very happy, and running and jumping all over. She is just too dang cute.
Both times I went out I was watching this colt. We saw him 2 weeks ago, and he clearly has something serious wrong. He walks very wobbly, and kinda stiff. He can only go so far then flops exhausted on the ground. When we saw him last time he was with his mom, and sister. The day the 4 wheeler’s scared the herd, remember that story, he was left behind. The last time I saw him on that trip he was all alone, and miles from them. I figured he was a goner for sure.
But, there he was on Sunday. He is not walking any better, and has to lay on the ground to eat. But now one of the lead stallions is watching over him. Every time I saw him, the stallion was either near him, or making him get up to follow the herd.
The stallion waits nearby while he rests, and on Sunday evening we watched him run two other horses off that were getting too close. He is a formidable stallion, that nobody messes with. So I’m glad he is watching out for this little guy.
Time will tell what happens to the little man. The herd is always on the move, walking and grazing, and of course running. But at least he is being cared for, no matter what the outcome may be.
After the sun came out Sunday evening I got some of my favorite golden light photos.
It was a short, but much needed break. I needed some wild horse therapy.