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.

The damage.

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?