Farmer let my stallion out into a field of mares :SNIFF!:
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I own a number of miniature shetland and minature ponies one of which is still "in tact" in effect a stallion.
His name is Jack, I picked him up as a 3 month old foal at the forest sales. He was in a dreadful state, he had such a heavy worm burden his liver was damaged and this at 3 months old - still too young to be weaned from mum.
I nursed this lttle guy back to good health and he is now 4years old and a really special little pony with a wonderful personality.
I rent a field from a local farmer and share it with another farmer who grazes sheep there to help keep the grass down to prevent laminitis. In the field next door there are 5 mares ranging in size from 17 hands down to about 40 inches, now JACK is only 32 inches at the shoulder - in comparison - he is a mosquito!
The farmer opened the gate and let him out whilst trying to put sheep in the field. Jack ran straight out into the mares and started trying to lay claim to them. I was not present to witness this or he would never have gotten out in the first place!
The farmer did not phone me to tell me what he had done, so Jack sowed his wild oats all night! By morning he had separated one of the mares (the 40 inch one of course - he is not stupid - is he?) and had very obviously had his way with her. So my neighbour most likely has a foal coming that she will not want, this is the least of my problems.
Jack has a - (1) - single champion rosette after going to about 7 shows in total this is quite an achievment for the little lad. He will never again be awarded a champion rossette or otherwise. He has the most awful wounds, strips of flesh have been ripped off his hind quarters, massive teeth wounds on his hind inside leg, wounds all inflicted by the bigger mares who tore him to pieces. I cannot show him again with these scars.
To say I am livid is an understatement.
My poor baby, he was so beautiful with his shiney glossy black coat and now he has gashes about 3cm wide and 4 inches long - strips of flesh torn off - the coat will never grow back there again, he will always bear these awful ugly scars.
No doubt - he will still soldiar (spelling) on though, he is a tough little guy, and judging by the little mares behaviour this morning, he has won her heart.
This afternoon he was at the gate when I got there, he was and still is obviously very stiff and sore, I sat down on the ground and he rest his head in my lap for about 15 minutes, aw, he really did want some comfort, my poor little soul.
His name is Jack, I picked him up as a 3 month old foal at the forest sales. He was in a dreadful state, he had such a heavy worm burden his liver was damaged and this at 3 months old - still too young to be weaned from mum.
I nursed this lttle guy back to good health and he is now 4years old and a really special little pony with a wonderful personality.
I rent a field from a local farmer and share it with another farmer who grazes sheep there to help keep the grass down to prevent laminitis. In the field next door there are 5 mares ranging in size from 17 hands down to about 40 inches, now JACK is only 32 inches at the shoulder - in comparison - he is a mosquito!
The farmer opened the gate and let him out whilst trying to put sheep in the field. Jack ran straight out into the mares and started trying to lay claim to them. I was not present to witness this or he would never have gotten out in the first place!
The farmer did not phone me to tell me what he had done, so Jack sowed his wild oats all night! By morning he had separated one of the mares (the 40 inch one of course - he is not stupid - is he?) and had very obviously had his way with her. So my neighbour most likely has a foal coming that she will not want, this is the least of my problems.
Jack has a - (1) - single champion rosette after going to about 7 shows in total this is quite an achievment for the little lad. He will never again be awarded a champion rossette or otherwise. He has the most awful wounds, strips of flesh have been ripped off his hind quarters, massive teeth wounds on his hind inside leg, wounds all inflicted by the bigger mares who tore him to pieces. I cannot show him again with these scars.
To say I am livid is an understatement.
My poor baby, he was so beautiful with his shiney glossy black coat and now he has gashes about 3cm wide and 4 inches long - strips of flesh torn off - the coat will never grow back there again, he will always bear these awful ugly scars.
No doubt - he will still soldiar (spelling) on though, he is a tough little guy, and judging by the little mares behaviour this morning, he has won her heart.
This afternoon he was at the gate when I got there, he was and still is obviously very stiff and sore, I sat down on the ground and he rest his head in my lap for about 15 minutes, aw, he really did want some comfort, my poor little soul.
