Seemed like the feedback I was getting was good. Then I got a little feedback from home. They heard a whinny and saw our pregnant mare fussing in the pasture across the road. She turned and everyone saw what the fuss was about. She'd failed to foal and, now, most of her insides were on the outside.
Mares are powerful creatures.
So when the colt didn't come, her intestines did, right through the rectum. They hooked up the horse trailer and got the poor thing loaded for the trip to the vet. The hired man had to get to his other job in town, the neighbor had to get back to his job on his ranch. Mom called another neighbor who agreed to drive my pickup and trailer and mare to town. Dad doesn't usually feel good enough to go to town for his own doctoring.