Author: Amanda C

Normally I really hate Wordless Wednesday posts, but today I’m short on time and long on pictures. Let’s call it a Fewer-Words Wednesday? Whatever.

Either way, I got the pics from Michelle’s nice camera of Presto’s first little gallop in the big field the other day. There’s also video at the bottom for those who would like to hear the soundtrack. He pretty much just ran around neighing at everyone and everything, which is really cute when you’re a baby horse. Maybe not so much when you’re older, but ya know… a squealy little high pitched neigh is adorable when you’re bitty.

Sadie and Presto had lots of fun running around for a few minutes while Sadie blew off some steam from being cooped up. He had never galloped flat out like that before!

Eventually Sadie slowed down to a trot

and then finally down to a walk (much to Presto’s relief) and made a few “look at my baby, isn’t he cute?” laps past all the other horses.

Sadie tried her best to find a good spot to roll, but Presto was having none of it.

And then finally we got to the supermodel stage, where Presto just kept making adorable pose after adorable pose. So photogenic, this one. Ok maybe I’m slightly biased, but neh no I’m not, he really is the cutest.

These two. I just love them to bits. ❤

We came out the little side gate on the way in because it’s closest to their stall… the bottom “board” doesn’t move so he had to jump over it. Liam loved to leap over that thing his first few times in and out, but clearly Presto is not impressed by this. He kinda looks a little insulted, actually.

And with that, his first real “day out” (which was all of 10 minutes, really) was over and he was pretty pooped. Stretching those long legs out for the first time was a lot of work. Or maybe all the screaming was a lot of work? You decide (sound on for the video, of course):

Yeah, I know. Henny is wondering where his blog went too, and WTF this kid thinks he’s doing hogging the spotlight. But a) it feels like such a privilege to still have Presto, I really can’t stop obsessing, and b) soon I won’t be seeing him as often and won’t have much to say except “yep, he’s a baby horse”, so I’m taking full advantage of Presto posts while I can. Henny will get his blog (and Instagram and facebook) back soon, I promise. But for right now it’s really hard to compete with Presto cuteness.

I got to play with Presto a lot on Saturday and Sunday. Sometimes I just sat there and watched him do normal baby horse things… it’s amazing how much more you appreciate that stuff when your foal very nearly didn’t make it. Everything he does is cute and it makes me so incredibly happy to see him bouncing around and neighing and having a good time. He’s earned it.

He still talks a lot. I mean… A LOT. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a foal that had this much to say. He neighs at people, he neighs at horses, he neighs just for the sake of neighing sometimes. On Saturday morning the neighbor let her horses out, and as they wandered over toward where Presto was, he immediately marched over and introduced himself.

 

This kid. He’s so funny. So brave and bold and sure of himself. Although he did get really mad at us when we put his halter on for the first time. Poor guy, the only halter he’s worn so far was the one attached to his muzzle at the clinic, so I’m pretty sure he thought we were muzzling him. It took two of us to get the halter on, and then he just stood there with his head down and ears flopped out sideways. My heart broke a little bit. He eventually realized he wasn’t muzzled and got over it, but still glared at us for the next few hours as if we had betrayed him.

I tied a Jolly Ball up in his pen, which he alternates between scratching himself on and playing tetherball with. Sometimes he just stands there gleefully swinging it in circles (which initially scared the crap out of Liam next door) but he seems to like having something to play with while he’s still relegated to a smaller space.

Speaking of Liam… Presto has tried really hard to make friends. Initially Liam would not come anywhere near him. Presto kept sticking his head through the fence and nickering at him, but Liam just gave him the stink eye and kept his distance.

Then there was the time when Liam was sleeping and Presto snuck up behind him.

By Sunday he did finally succeed in getting Liam to come over and make friends with him. First they just made baby face at each other.

Then started trying to grab each other’s halters (because of course).

and then finally Liam let his true personality shine through and Presto regretted trying to make friends with this maniac.

Poor Presto, he’s just a little outmatched in the coltish behavior department at this point. He’s doing his best to catch up though, already having gotten in trouble for biting and kicking me. Some of his sass is starting to come out now, so he might just end up being a good match for Liam whenever he catches up to him growth-wise. Nonetheless, he really isn’t deterred by Liam’s physical superiority and still constantly tries to get him to play, even if he tends to regret it afterward.

He also had his first leading and grooming lessons on Sunday. No surprise, he’s much better for the grooming. He is his mother’s child, no doubt, I see parts of her personality shining through more and more.

He also got to go out in the big pasture for the first time (well, the first time since he was born) on Sunday. It was only for a few minutes because he’s not quite ready for tons of movement yet, but Sadie really needed to blow off a little steam so they got a quick 10 minutes. It was the first time he’s ever galloped, which was really fun to watch as he figured out how to move his legs that fast. Michelle got lots of pics with her nice camera, so when she uploads them I’ll post them here. Until then, I leave you with this:

Guess who got to come home a little early?

By Thursday Presto was doing well enough to where they really had no reason to keep him anymore. After one last check on Friday morning he got the all-clear, and Michelle went to pick him up that evening. I rented a car after work to drive up there (no more 600+ mile round trips on my truck) and got to the barn just a few minutes before they pulled in, pacing the barn aisle as I waited. How would he look? Would he still be sweet? Was Sadie smooshing him in the trailer? Would he be ok at home? Should I have just left him at the vet til he’s 4? You know… totally rational thoughts.

He hopped out of the trailer with his usual HELLO EVERYONE greeting, and trotted into his stall. Meanwhile, Sadie and Lissa were being complete morons, screaming for each other, with Sadie spinning in circles in her stall and Lissa galloping around her pasture. Mares.

We brought Lissa in to try to calm them down, and she proceeded to try to attack Sadie through the wall. Again… mares. They don’t know what they want. Presto just kept watching them, wondering what in the world they were so worked up about. Finally they calmed down a bit, and I was rubbing on Sadie to see if that would help settle her more (it usually does, she has a one-track mind when it comes to a nice rubdown). Presto couldn’t understand why I was paying attention to her instead of him, and kept creeping up behind me, nudging at me.

Once I paid appropriate attention to all of his itchy spots he was satisfied, and started exploring his stall and chowing down on hay. I have never seen a baby eat hay the way he does, but the vet seemed unconcerned with it as long as he’s drinking enough to keep everything moving. And he does drink a lot… he pretty much constantly goes: nurse, hay, water, sleep, repeat. He’s drinking milk as fast as Sadie can make it. Trying to make up for all that lost time, I guess!

He had all kinds of adventures over the weekend, which I’ll post more about tomorrow, but mainly just wanted to take today to let everyone know that he’s HOME, and that I greatly appreciate how kind everyone has been throughout all of this. It’s the toughest horse-related thing I’ve ever gone through for sure, and at a time when the world is a little crazy and I’d lost most of my faith in the human race, you guys really renewed it. I’m just blown away by the level of caring and by the generosity of so many people – many of which I don’t even know and have never met. It’s just been amazing and I really can’t thank you guys enough. And of course, Presto thanks you too. He’s still got a little ways to go before he’s totally 100% and back to normal for his age, so please continue to keep him in your thoughts. It’s worked really well so far.

For everyone who was asking about a t-shirt fundraiser for him, it has arrived! Fellow blogger Britt made a super cute design for him, using his actual silhouette from a video and adding his now-trademark face markings with a very apropos phrase. There are shirts (unisex and women’s, different fits, and a few color options), stickers, and a mug available in the shop, and it’ll be open for orders until April 21st!

 

 

I’m a little late getting around to calculating the results of this, since, as I said yesterday, all 3 babies ended up being born within one week. The first one on a Monday, then the next one on Thursday, then the last one on Sunday. Once those girls decided to get started they didn’t mess around. But I have to be honest, I was just not in a good enough place emotionally with everything going on with Presto to where I could stand to sit down and go through all my entries and calculate scores. Now that he’s finally doing better, I’ve finally done it. And omg, there was so much math. Thank goodness for Excel spreadsheets and formulas.

I also realized that I left too much room for technicalities, like for instance if someone guessed “star” and baby had a star and snip, you weren’t technically wrong, you just weren’t 100% right. So I gave a lot of half credits for half-right answers. I also gave people credit equally for bay or brown, since I know a lot of people don’t really differentiate. Next time I’ll lay it out better in the rules. For the first two mares, Lissa and Sadie, a lot of people were neck and neck in the points. What really killed pretty much everyone’s chances was Laken’s filly. Lots of people got a big fat 0 points from her (which should surprise no one, because fillies do what fillies want).

First things first.. here are the babies! Willow Tree Warmbloods class of 2017:

Liam WTW “Liam” by Emerald out of Lasilissa 

 

Like Magic WTW “Presto” by Mighty Magic out of Westbound

 

Lorelei WTW “Rory” by Balou du Rouet out of Interlaken

For those who are keeping track, that’s two colts, one filly. One chestnut, two brown (although obviously Rory will go gray). Four whites for Liam, one for Presto, two for Rory. Funnily enough, they all have dots – Liam has a white dot on his nose, Presto has a white dot on his lip and a black dot in his sock, and Rory has a brown dot on her nose. It’s like they all wanted to coordinate with the new WTW logo.

But anyway, without further ado, the winner of the Baby Bets contest is Karley!

Thanks everyone who participated (for real, there were 52 entries!) and we’ll definitely do it again next year!

Presto has had a good week so far. Despite slowly being weaned off of his myriad of medications, his bloodwork has continued to improve.

He’s looked so much better, in fact, that the vets have been hinting at sending him home soon. How soon? Maybe this weekend or early next week!

Considering that this little nugget had somewhere around a 10% chance of survival when he first went into the clinic, the mere thought of being able to take him back home is incredibly amazing. Lucky doesn’t even begin to describe it. This kid is made of some tough stuff.

We’ll see how the next few days go, and see how the vets are feeling about his progress. He won’t be able to come off of all his medications before he goes home (he’ll be on sucralfate for, oh, I dunno… ever? Ok not that long, but a while.) but considering the veritable pharmacy he WAS on, one or two is pretty manageable. I’m sure all of us will be pretty excited when that IV catheter comes out and the elastikon can come off of his poor little neck.

I’m trying not to get ahead of myself and still keep taking it day by day. Babies are incredibly fragile and can go up or down so fast. But, knock on everyone’s nearest wood surface, he’s doing really well right now. The vets don’t really update me anymore unless I specifically inquire, but I know that he’s been increasingly difficult to medicate (which is actually a good thing, it means he feels good enough to protest) and that he’s been pretty darn active, especially in the mornings. Afternoons are for siestas. I’m really hoping that he’s been able to put some weight back on this week so he can start filling out!

I’ve also finally gotten around to tallying up the totals from the Baby Bets contest (oh hey, surprise, all the WTW foals were born within a week) so tomorrow I’ll have the results and pictures of all the babies!