Yesterday it rained and rained and rained and …… well, you get the picture. It rained a lot. Torrential at times and I ran out of coats and almost clothes.
And with the rain came the mud. It was revolting and I couldn’t keep the Waffle, Storm, Tiddles and Albie like that. They were cowering in their little shed as it was the only hard-standing available. Tiddles was shaking. I had to lug their buckets into the shed for them to eat during the day. It wasn’t fair on them. They were miserable and I felt awful.
So I opened the gates.
There isn’t much grass, if any to be perfectly honest now, in the surrounding field. The others did a very good job.
And they didn’t need asking twice and were so happy to rejoin the herd.
No one should live like this. I would’ve reported myself to the “cruelty man”. It is hard work to walk through. One day of rain too, albeit a lot.
And they are so happy.
Lots of whizzing around, giggling and annoying their friends.
Vitamin and Fivla are in the next door field as there is more grass there and I don’t want them on a diet. Vitamin pushed passed me when I had the gate very slightly open so I just added Fivla for company.
I’ve lugged the wooden hayboxes into the field too and, as there is actually very little grass-grazing, they are eating from them too.
I’m glad the ponies are moved. I worried so much when they were incarcerated and, if laminitis occurs again (seriously, on this?), then I will shove them back into the hopefully dried out bare earth, though sometimes mud, bit. Fingers crossed I won’t have to.