Here are the boys this morning.  Both on good form, both ate half a carrot each and both bicker like an old married couple.  I like watching them together. They make me smile.  You can tell they are related.  There is definitely a family resemblance.

I told myself that today was Haakon’s last hoof soak as his abscess is healing nicely and dried up now.

So I had a quick feel of Haakon’s hooves to see if they were still warm and, guess what, I found another ruddy abscess had blown in the other front hoof.  I was feeling round and touched on what felt like a Rowntree’s Fruit Pastille attached to the coronary band. I picked it off and then the smell. My fingers were wet with lovely pus.  Ewww but good, in a weird way if you know what I mean.

So out with the bucket of hot water and salt (run out of Epsom Salts but will get more tomorrow from the Co-op) and off we go again with the soaking routine.

Haakon was a good boy. He is used to this now.

Iacs was supportive (read annoying).

Helpful would be better.

So now we have matching hooves and to be honest, I am not surprised.  When all this first started, Haakon was hopping on his front left, resting it and barely weight-bearing.  The reason has made itself clear and I needed to know.

So we keep on keepin’ on.