Hi, Maya mule here. I haven’t been blogging lately as i had a bit of a drama in my life. When my mum, Megan was pregnant with me she was advised by her vets to worm her. From a previous experience of a horse having a bad reaction to a wormer and not wanting to put me at risk she made the decision not to. Unfortunately when I was 5 weeks old my mum developed a touch of colic. Sally, the lovely vet from Hook Norton came to see her and due to my mums temperature etc being normal we thought it may be due to overeating as the grass is very rich at the moment. Although my mum had a bit of a grass belly, otherwise she was a picture of health, nice shinny coat, bright eyes, full of life. After a couple of injections to relieve any pain and to help her tummy we were kept in overnight, hoping all would be ok. The next morning my mum was very poorly, she was sweating alot and in much pain, it was due to a tapeworm. The impaction was serious and was blocking her digestive system. When Sally arrived we made the decision to rush her into the vets, this was her only hope. I was left at home with “Ladybug”,our field mate mare who even allowed me to suckle from her but of course there was no milk. With the skill and care of Sally and her team, my mum pulled through and I was allowed to be with her. I traveled in a trailer with Ladybug who walked down with me to the stall where my mum was, I was so pleased to see her. We spent 4 days at the vets and I must say I had loads of attention and many admirers.
My two legged would like to thank all at Hook Norton Veterinary Practice and also to Ladybug and her owners, Mark and Sally for their help and kindness. She would strongly recommend horse, donkey and mule owners to contact their vet for worming advise. If you have any doubt a blood test could be done for tapeworm and faecal tests for other worms.
My mum was very lucky and I hope this post will be of help to other two leggeds.
Hi my name is Maya, I am a mule. June the 9th is the commemorative day for St Columba born in Ireland on December 7, 521. He was founder of the monastery on the famed Holy Island of Iona in Scotland and is the patron saint of bookbinders. It is said that in his lifetime he hand wrote 300 books. He was also a very kindly man and had a special friend – a white horse.
St Columba was beginning to get tired and knew he did not have much time on earth. He shared his secret with his companion Diarmid and telling him that he would die that night around midnight, following the footsteps of his fathers in the faith. Diarmid was very sad and wept. Columba headed back to his monastery for the last time but being very tired and weary stopped to take a rest by the side of the road. As he was sitting beside the road, his white horse ran up to him and leaned his head against the holy man’s chest, drenching his shirt with his tears, which poured into his lap. Diarmid went to push the horse away but Columba stopped him, saying, “Allow this lover of mine to shed his tears on my chest. For this horse, being an animal, understood instinctively that I was going to be with my Lord, yet you, as a man, could not foretell this.” At this, St. Columba blessed the white horse that had faithfully served him for so many years, and the grieving horse continued on his way. St. Columba then returned to the monastery for his final Vespers (or evening prayer) service. Later that night, when the bell tolled for the midnight service, Columba returned to the monastery church but collapsed before the altar, surrendering his soul to God. St. Columba died in 597 at the age of seventy-seven.
“I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way s(he) handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree lights”
Maya Angelou (born April 4th 1928 – died May 28th 2014)
Hi, my name is Maya, I am a mule. There is a saying that if there was a train load of donkeys, horses and mules that had a crash the following three things would happen: The donkeys would drop down dead, the horses would panic and try and smash their way out of the wagon and the mules would wait quietly to be rescued. In Maya Angelou’s words “You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.” I hope that lots of good things happen to you today- Maya X
“You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have”
Hi my name is Maya, I am a mule which means my Mum is a horse, (well actually a Welsh pony) and my Dad is a donkey. I live in a field in England, UK. My two legged called me Maya because I was born in the month of May and at the time her daughter was in Central America where the indigenous people are called the Maya. Maya has multiple meanings around the world. In Hindu philosophy it means “illusion,” and it is the alternate name of the Hindu Goddess “Durga” – Goddess of Victory of Good over Evil. It was also the name of the mother of Siddhartha Gautama, the Buddha.
A picture of me and my mum. I kick started life on 11th May 2014.
I am very special to my Mum as her first born and also to my two legged who thinks I am the cutest baby animal she has ever seen. She says that there are not many mules in our country and her Grandfathers both worked with them in the war and said they were amazing creatures of great strength. My two legged is going to tell me all about my ancestors and how mules are still helping many people today. One of the countries she will be telling me about is Sudan, where mules played an important part with the Allied Armies during 1940 to 1946, especially in transporting goods from Sudan to Egypt where there strength, stamina and devotion was unparalleled. In Sudan there has been another very special little girl born also called Maya, unfortunately not in such nice surroundings as I was. Her Mum is called Meriam Ibrahim and she is currently in jail in Khartoum where she was under sentence to death because she refused to renounce her Christianity. It was announced yesterday that she now will be freed in a few days. My two legged and many of her friends and family and myself too would like to send much love, hope and blessings to Meriam, Maya, her father Daniel and her brother Martin and to the people of Sudan. May the strength remain in their hearts and the vision of freedom in their soul as we hold it in ours for you and all humanity.
For further information on Meriam Ibrahim click here