This little colt belongs to a friend and is sired by the same stallion as my Tex (below). Boy, talk about family resemblance, they are peas in a pod!
Born on Friday 13 (Nov 2009), he put us all through hell – hours after his birth he found a gap in the fence and promptly explored to the other side, thus falling 5 feet down a gully, followed by rolling another 10 feet to the bottom! Mind you, all done with barely a scratch. 2 hours later, he rolled under the fence in the “safe” paddock, getting separated from his by now distraught mother, who attempted to push through after him. This time it was mum who needed rescuing, then we had to reunite them plus try to find a “foal proof enclosure” for them. I enlisted a friendly passing truckie to pick the wee guy up & carry him to the yards behind the barn (none of us were tall enough to lift him), then we hung horserugs around the lower rails of the yard to prevent him from rolling under fences again. At this point we realised he still hadn’t taken a decent drink off mum, so the vet was called to give him fluids because it was 38C in the shade~! I had my first lesson in milking a mare – yippee! – so thank goodness she was well behaved & cooperative.
The wee fellow doesn’t have a name yet, but the family laughingly call him Damien. I think of him as “Lucky 13” for the obvious reasons.