Mama Mary was running around in panic and my "Dr. Doolittle" yelled to our friend, Frank, who rushed to her with his truck and they rapidly drove out to the helpless creature and her frantic mama. Jumping out of the truck before it even came to a stop, she ran to the poor little thing, snatched it away from the potential of a fatal strike by a powerful hoof and cradled her in her arms and into the truck to find another pasture.
First was a stop at Frank's house to warm the little thing up in the kitchen and for an examination. Nothing was broken except for cartilage in one ear which was field set to hold it straight and stationary while it heals.
While they were in the house, poor Mama Mary was frantic and looking everywhere for her twenty-four hour old jenny, but upon reuniting in a separate paddock away from the other animals, all was quickly returned to normalcy. The picture shown shows her wearing two dog blankets for that first night after her adventure due to nearly freezing temperatures. But now several days later she just runs around, getting her coordination together until she tires and she quickly drops and goes to sleep, all under the watchful eye of a proud Mama Mary.
And as for my wife, when I asked if she was concerned about being kicked herself, something which could have cause serious injury or even death, she replied, "It didn't even cross my mind."
That's my wife and "Dr. Doolittle" she is. She's saved the life of many and animal and the next to last day of 2016 added one to her list. It's just one of the many reasons why I love her so. Another one of God's special creatures being given another chance to live. Have a great day everyone.
Thanks to Frank's wife, Susan, for the picture.