Bay just scared the crap out of me.
Went out and he was laying out flat in the pasture, which by itself isn’t unusual, except for the time... it’s feeding time, not usually nap time. I whistled, and he answered me, and stayed down flat. ACK! I hurried out there and he called and thrashed around a bit and couldn’t get up. I gave some kind of order for ecurbh to call the vet, but he kept coming with me. We got to him and he just layed there with a stressed out kind of look on his face. I seriously thought I was seeing his end. That he’d fallen and broken a leg or something. But I wanted to see him try to get up. Turns out he’s laying in a hole and he can’t get out. Is that the only thing wrong? I yell and tell him to get up, and when he tries, I pushed hard on his neck and wither to help roll him up prone. He manages to get to his feet, but he’s sweaty on one side. Walking fine, didn’t appear to break a leg, I think he just got himself cast in a hole. I don’t think he’s colicky, he seems fine, but I’m watching. I think he just went to roll there and got stuck. Who knows how long he layed there.
Seems fine now, eating hay.
Oh, wow, that would be scary. Getting cast like that can be serious. Good thing you found him when you did.
I just saw your post in the HF - wow, between Bay and Cyn, and the kittens do you have any nerves left? Keep an eye on Pony, it’s her turn now to scare the daylights out of you.
I know how frightened you must have been, that’s a heart stopping sight.
I couldn’t connect last night at all, some support I am.
Wow, what a fright! I’ll bet that scared a few years off your life.
Sounds like he just got himself in a dip in the pasture and his legs were pointing up hill no matter which way he rolled and he wore himself out trying to get up. I’ll bet he won’t repeat the mistake of rolling in that particular dust hole for a while! Glad to hear he’s ok.
I had a horse cast on me once, it was about 9:00 at night. I had never seen it nor even heard of it and I freaked. Sent hubby up to the neighbors (my farrier) to tell him we had a horse down and see if he could come help. By the time he got down there I had gotten her up and was walking her. He checked her out and said it did not look like colic and explained what casting was. It made sense but sure as heck scared the daylights out of me.