Got Poop?

First-time parents can be tickled the first time their baby poops. We had the same joy when we showed up Sunday morning and found that Tyler had pooped.More than once. He ate green grass, and some grass hay. The poison that leaked into his body as the tumor choked off his intestines is almost clear. His vet is a bit pessimistic because he's seen horses turn from good to bad in no time.
Tyler isn't "good" yet, but he's better. He has a long way to go. They changed his belly bandage and his wound is leaking, but the walls of the gut are holding. This is so important. We do not want to take him back to surgery.
Tyler's Daddy, Ken, and sister, Zen, visited. He was happy to see him. In fact, he got so happy by his visit that he got wound up. He was also torqued because Annette wouldn't give him his daily fixings of grain. He can't have any. But tell that to a 1,500-pound beefalo who hasn't eaten in more than three days. He sulked. He threw his head around. He yawned and even pawed. Not happy.
Things got worse when we left. We planned on going back, but we were advised that we should not return because he was too upset after we left. Tyler needs to rest. He is going through a lot.
He also needs a good teeth-cleaning and industrial-strength mouthwash.
Have you ever smelled a horse's breath after he hasn't eaten, his body has been through surgery, part of his gut has died, and he isn't allowed to eat peppermints? We don't suggest it. But the important thing is that he has breath. It is beautiful. A miracle. And we're going to keep praying for miracles. We'll worry about the dental improvements later.