Sandstone1
Well-Known Member
I think Mini T's show name should be HHO Don't Rush Me
Or Get a wiggle on!
I think Mini T's show name should be HHO Don't Rush Me
Or Get a wiggle on!
ooh have fun theres definitely not a foal in there ive decided, she just really needs to fart i think
or
' Ha Ha Fooled You'
Thanks for the update Abs !
I know you must be really busy at school ect
Look for the big, huge, mamary vein to appear.....
Is the TB with Tessy? It has a bit of a snotty nose?
On her side ? She has one Horrible looking thing can trace your fingers over it and she has a ... "shark fin" style swelling on her belly
Shark Fin, not its just a horn, I think you'll find that Tessy will foal a Unicorn in a weeks time
Just keep watching her tits for wax then you'll know it's within 24 hours. I dont think she'll go before the weekend.
i cant stop laughing everytime someone refers to tessys boobs as her "tits" im so immature shes looking great abbie im excited to hear the stories about the advertures youll have with the mad tb too, fox is such an bloody plod along now!
singing dawg, wax is not a reliable sign, some mare wax for weeks beforehand, some don't wax at all.
The only reliable way is to milk test but Tessy isn't happy about that.
Her boobies will have more than a scratch when she has little unicorn to feed
Thought I'd stop lurking and sympathise with you entirely! Towards the end of My First Homebred's Gestation, no less than four experienced breeders looked at my mare (on totally different days...) and declared 'definitely tonight!! I slept in my Horsebox at the yard for two weeks (while working full time and making dad take boob shots and send them at 10 am and 2pm while I was in the office.. ) and eventually gave up. Chucked her out and went home. Went up at first light in my dressing gown, jeans and boots, nothing else... And ended up trekking across a field, slimy dinky foal in arms, boobs akimbo as she'd had him under a bloody fence and she was in one field by herself grazing happily while he was next door being hoofed about by seven mares that obviously didn't recognise him! Poor boy... As I was trekking back to the yard, mare in one hand and foal in arms, goo all over my boobs and stomach, (honestly- there is not a knot in the world that holds a pink fluffy dressing gown closed with a squirming foal!) I was looking at the farmhouse hoping beyond hope that neither farmer (yo) not one of his teenage sons suddenly had a urge to check out of the window!!
Anyway... I digress- I am officially joining the 'hurry up baby T' club!!
I think Mini T's show name should be HHO Don't Rush Me
They were dreadful put my trads mare a fly rug on and a turnout over it.