I am not talking to Fivla. She is in total disgrace.
Yesterday was Farrier Day so Stephen and I duly walked up the hill to trim the Minions’ feet.
We took two rugs with us as torrential rain is forecast tomorrow. Vitamin shakes when it rains so I wanted to fit Vitamin with one. The light rainsheet was a perfect fit and, as she was rather anxious when I put it on, I decided to leave it on her.
So everyone chased Vitamin around the field, which was not nice and all I could hope was that they would calm down after we had gone. Fivla was the worst. All teeth and ears flat back.
I went up early this morning to check everyone. I gave Vitamin her bucket and could see that the herd had calmed down now.
While Vitamin was eating, I noticed a strap was loose, so I started tightening everything up….. until I found a massive rip at the back (other side). The rug was now unwearable.
Furious, I took off the rug. I had no choice. It was useless in this state.
And Fivla is still being a cow.
Vitamin is on her guard all the time.
And I have had words with Fivla about this.
But, on a good note, I did notice as I was leaving, Vitamin giving two massive bucks kicking Fivla in the teeth. Inwardly I cheered. I hope Fivla will back off now.
And white hairs all over it – that points to one pony!
And I am saddened by this. Fivla and Vitamin were always the greatest of friends. Now they are the greatest of enemies. If this goes on, I must try and get Vitamin home (no van = garage). Meanwhile, during the wind and rain, I will feed her twice a day and hope that is enough. *** sigh *** – what to do?