The patients are doing very well.
Albie seems fine and not even noticing the bits that are missing.
He is in a small paddock with his friends and relatives – Tiddles (with conjunctivitis – being treated), One-Nut-Newt (who had a reprieve) and Storm (who came along for the ride, so to speak!)
They are a happy little bunch in the post-op ward.
Tiddles is keeping everyone on their hooves. He likes to annoy.
I sat down with Albie and gave him lots of hugs. He is fine, absolutely fine.
Meanwhile, the sheeples escaped onto the hill. Obviously, now they are tagged, it does not matter but I like to call them home in the evening.
First up was ‘Ster who had lost the others and was hanging around with “Rammie”, an old wild Shetland ram who spends his time with Fivla and Vitamin, if he can. ‘Ster was very happy to come home.
The films are worth the wait – darling boyzenberries take a while to come home.
Next up, it was Lambie and ‘Bert’s turn to come home. I just call them all, and they come running. That hill goes back for at least 10 miles!
I love it when they run home, all enthusiastic to see me (or a bowl of food! – I tell myself it is me).