The sun didn't come out, it was dark and dank, but it brightened up quickly with the birth of Skylark.
His mother was standing in the door of the barn normal as could be and the next thing I realized my daughter joyfully exclaiming that "Rishy" had a foal. When we got to him he was still wet on his back, by up and going, vibrant and much alive!
We spent the next hour with him. We watched to be sure he had his dose of colostrum and we hugged him and did a once over imprinting and just let him be. It was a joy to watch the life getting stronger and stronger until he started to play.
It is hard to believe Sky is now two weeks old. We just touched him a little each day basically to say "hi". He was very independent and we let him be. A couple of days ago, I gathered him in between my arms and held him until he stood still and again he would struggle to go and as soon as he stood I released my hold. After three or four tries, he just stood. I rubbed his head and played with is mouth a bit and rubbed his back sides and under his belly. I then put on the halter. I let him go and basically he just stood and accepted the whole thing. We have been picking up his feet and now he loves being with us. We found his sweet spot by his tail and he goes crazy. Yesterday my daughter put the halter on him and he just stood and let her do it without a fuss.
I like to let the independent side of the foal develope a few days before putting a lot of time into subduing them. Just a few minutes a day is all that is needed to bring a trusting relationship. Here are a few of the newer pics. He is so adorable and sweet!!!
