Baby boy week #2

These pics were taken on day 9, the day of the great jailbreak when every horse on the property lost their mind and tried to steal baby boy from HG. He of course thought it was the best thing that ever happened.

Since then, short stuff has been on lock down, which I just hate. Friday, we blocked off the aisleway of his line of stalls, and let him and mama have the run of that---no where near as swell as being outside, but at least he has a 50 foot long run to play in. The first thing he did was jump over an 800 pound square bale.


I do not know what it is about this kid, but I just love him. He has so much personality in that little body--he makes the funniest faces, and he is really a pleasure to be around. He is now on Rejuvenaide, an oral supplement that may straighten up his legs some, and even though it looks like baby shit, and tastes not a lot better, he takes it like a big boy every day, and seems to like it. He has had it three times, and so far it is still a two man arrangement to catch him and get the syringe in his mouth. Every day he gets easier to work with though--he has never been bad, he is just a wiggly little monkey sometimes--and I hope to be able to do it by myself soon. I bet I can in a few more days. I am so proud of Haida Girl too, who has really adjusted to motherhood, and is good at it--but has decided he needs his own bucket of feed, and should not eat out of hers. That is not a good situation, and we need to work on it.

By the end of the weekend, we hope to have a small outdoor pen built for him--small enough to restrict his exercise, but out in the sun and fresh air, and big enough to be able to kick up his heels.