Saturday...still born foal. You haven't lived until you have to pull one of those.#-o

Sunday...9.5 mile hike followed by a Padilla 32 robusto. Evening still unclear.

Beer it is...

I can relate, Watch.

Years ago, my friend & I were covered in guts and excrement trying to reposition & deliver a breech birth calf. Unfortunately it was a stillbirth despite our efforts.

Salud to life, my friend!🍺

Saturday- Roof maintenance, basketball & cigars

Sunday- Litter pick up, one cigar.

Monday- Back to livin' the dream at work.

Yep, breach.

We got the foal out in time to give it a chance, but the poor thing had malformed in the womb. The neck and head were deformed. We stopped short of clearing his mouth and wind pipe of fluid, since it was obvious he was not a viable foal. We suspected as much about a week earlier, since the mare stopped biting at her sides, and we detected no more movement. He never drew breath. Poor lil dude...😞

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