When the old mare died, she left behind a piece of herself in her two young foals - and what spirit they possess! The female foal she rejected was adopted by another mare, and Barb said she saw her the other day pushing her way through a crowd of adult mustangs, determined to get herself a drink out of the water tank.
As for the orphaned boy foal, we paired him up with one of our domestics, Jelly, who has wanted a baby for some time now. Each time a new baby was born at the sanctuary she'd hang around it, staring longingly as thought she wished it was her own. When we finally united the orphan and Jelly, she was obviously nervous, but quickly warmed to him and let all the other horses know that this baby was hers.
The two twins are now doing fantastically - the little girl out with the mustang herd out on the 800 acres, and the boy in the barn with Jelly and the domestics. Both have fireball personalities and not the slightest fear of people. We've named them (appropriately I think) Rocky and Adrian; Two healthy, spunky little fighters that do their mother great justice as continuations of the spirited life she passed on to them.
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