TW got up nice and early and wrapped herself up in her hat and gloves expecting a nice chilly dry morning. But it wasn't. It was pishy and muddy again. So she did a good trick. INstead of coming round to let us out she bought hay round in the barrow. Aaaargh!!! Decision made. We all agreed to stay in for the day and TW was happy. Nom.
In the day the sun came out and TW felt slightly guilty about the staying in the barn day. She came back up late afternoon and chucked us out for a quick mooch. Bracky and Jez couldn't wait to get out but I wasn't so convinced but there was grazing to be had. Nom nom.
All of a sudden we spotted TW out of the corner of our eyes, she had feed buckets in her hand so we cantered and slipped and slid to the gate and waited nicely. She put the supplements in the buckets and began to walk off. Holy shit! We panicked and ran to the place where we get our food. She kept walking. WTF? a few minutes later we heard shouting from the barn. It must have been a trick. We stayed put. She shouted and shouted and shouted. And then eventually she slipped and slid up the field until she could see us. She shouted and waved. we crept forward a wee bit. Bracky got ready to run but she nabbed him with a treat, hung onto his headcollar and the pair of them mud skied to the barn with me and the Belle running behind shouting. Grub in the barn! awesome.
Mid grub the vet arrived. He needed poo, I wasn't keen. TW walking to see what I could do. I shouted and shouted and shouted. But no poo. So the vet made a poo cocktail from a slightly less fresh poo. It was fascinating. I wondered if I should eat it or something but apparently not. Anyhoo, the poo cocktail said I don't have ulcers. TW was pleased and started making endurance plans already.
By the way, we've munched through 4 bales of hay today. Ain't we lucky? Tw and the vet talked about osteopath treatments, TW said when we aren't so hungry
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