When I first moved here the small herd of horses I ended up caring for (see previous post Coming to New Mexico) was pastured on four acres in front of my house and their people lived elsewhere. That December brought several early snowstorms and one of these was in its second day. My Jeep had been stuck in a snowdrift on my road the day before. As the sun came up, in the midst of the blizzard, I thought something seemed odd in the horse pasture. Then I saw what it was: four legs behind one of the mares, the blood of birth in the snow. We had a new little one. No one even knew the mare was pregnant!
I didn’t have a phone number for their people, but I left a message with a relative. A friend was visiting and, as I was throwing on some clothes, she said, “There’s a guy on a horse at your gate waving at your house.” It was my neighbor, Wally, come to check on me because he’d seen my Jeep. We ran out and told him about the birth and the three of us did what we could to save the foal, to try to make her warm, but the gate was locked and we couldn’t lift her over the fence. In the nick of time (the foal was beginning to freeze in spite of our efforts), Rickie, the horses’ owner, arrived with a key and we moved the mother, an aunt and the baby down to Wally’s barn.
Rickie and his wife had recently suffered the death of their adult son and they saw this unexpected new life as something of a sign that David was OK. They named the horse Davida and she will belong to David’s young son one day.
Most of these mountain horses don’t have shelter. They grow long coats in the winter and the strongest of them survive. Davida came at a bad time of year and, after she left the safety of Wally’s barn, it was out of our hands as to whether or not she would be strong enough to last the winter. The horses were moved out to their old place on the Llano where there was a lean-to offering some protection and little Davida lived.
Davida has held a special place in my heart since that day. This coming December she will be two and she’s almost as big as the other horses now.
This spring brought another new member to the herd—a little colt. The timing of his arrival was much better, which was a good thing, because he was born very small and somewhat weak and he wouldn’t nurse. Rickie had to help him get milk every fifteen minutes for the first several days, but he’s strong now, strong enough to face his first winter. And he has a big sister who survived her own hard times. She will have his back.
Grace Kane says
Ohhh I just love horses, it’s wonderful to see the babies and know that you were and are there to help or at least warn of the need for help for the beautiful animals in your surroundings:) When I was an early teen, I had a quater horse we bought off the ranges of Quincy area in Wa state…we found out months later – a while before the foal arrived that she was pregnant – I was ecstatic! Amazing to experience the rather large babies when they are brand new isnt it? All knees and wobbly.
XOXO
Grace
jeane says
Yes, they are amazing and surprisingly strong! There’s only one photo of my Davida in these (I didn’t have a digital camera back then). She’s in the one with some snow and my Jeep behind her. This photo was taken in the early spring after she’d come through the winter. All the other photos are her little brother. If you go to the post “Winter On the Rise” you’ll see a more current picture of the two. My boy’s on the left, all big and strong, and Davida’s on the right looking smaller than she actually is.
I so appreciate your steady reading of the blog, Grace, and I always love getting your comments.
THANK YOU!
Love and hugs across the miles,
Jeane
Joy Patterson says
Jeane, I love seeing the pictures of the newborns and of the girls. I have the photos I took when I visited and my screen saver shows them periodically! Did I tell you that I’m going to be a grandma? Will and Cammy are expecting twin boys in March! I am so amazed and happy!
jeane says
CONGRATULATIONS!!! Twin boys! That’s wonderful and not even that far off. Wish them well for me, would you?