More than usual anyway. This little guy became separated from his mom sometime in the night. The mare had the foal close to the electric and the little fellow got on the wrong side of the fence. I am not sure how long but it is my guess now that he took a shock on the nose. I tried all day to get him on a eat but he fought it on every try. When the vet came out and checked him and the mare he milked the mare and used a syringe to give him a coupla ounces after we tried to get him to take a bottle. He would not even suck on a finger. With the syringe he wouldn't swallow without rubbing his throat. Two days ever four to five hours I have been milking the mare feeding him. After the vet was here with Dixie's help we could get him to take a bottle and fed him with the syringe. The third time with a bunch of work we got about two ounces down with a bottle. Last night at the twelve o'clock feeding he was hunting in the right place and had not latched on but he took the bottle real vigorously. When Dixie and I went up this morning he was standing like he was asleep but something was dripping from his mouth. As soon as we got out of the truck he woke up and went to the mare and latched on with very loud slurping sounds. Amen!
Milking a mini mare with teats no longer than the width of my thumb while keeping her from kicking the bowl I was catching the milk in out of my hands, which she was able to do a coupla times, was a new experience.
Picture taken about an hour after I had put them in the pen together.
Milking a mini mare with teats no longer than the width of my thumb while keeping her from kicking the bowl I was catching the milk in out of my hands, which she was able to do a coupla times, was a new experience.
Picture taken about an hour after I had put them in the pen together.
