Last time I spoke to you at 8 am, it was dark as a witches’ cauldron. Now this:
Just in from my morning walk and met up with the little band of deer that spend a lot of time in my big horse paddock.
My artsy friend Tracy asked me to participate in a 7 day black and white photo challenge, but since I don’t see most you on IG or FB here’s a rerun of my 7 photos.
Today we sent the two brown ponies on their way together. They’ve been special friends nearly half their lives and deserved as much.
For those of you who kindly inquired about my ailing ponies; so far all is well. Vet spent 3 hours here on Tuesday tending to a number of issues and all that remains now is result of blood test for Cushing’s, and, if everything else heals well, Big Brown Pony ought to spend a day at the clinic having a cracked molar removed. I swear they are like an old married couple mirroring each other, sore footsies, sore teeth, a little local infection the details of which I won’t disgust you with.
I’m still feeling uncomfortable with the fact that they will one day have to leave, despite all rational arguments that keeping farm animals is too much work for my level of physical ability. But for now we muddle on.