Flossie very kindly checked the Minions for me as she was out and about with the car today. When she came home, she immediately mentioned that she thought Waffle was not his usual self. They were all in the grotty poor part of the field loafing around the fence – not high up in the hills where the good grazing is.
He was happy to eat his carrot, but not grabby (“like a Minion should be” according to Floss), then lay down while she went to feed Fivla who was away from the herd. Waffle stood up again when she came back to look at him but lay down very quickly trying to roll uphill (failed), only to be jumped on by Tiddles which made him have to stand up.
Floss’ waters churned, she took a couple of photos and reported all this back to me.
Daisy and I immediately jumped in the van with a couple of headcollars and a carrot (to catch Silver, his companion) and brought them both home. On the way back, he poo’ed in the van and that looked lovely, green from grass and normal (I may be slightly obssessed with poo).
So, now I have two MInions in the stable with Haakon back in his bedroom.
Haakon is seething.
No, Haakon is incandescent with rage. He will just about tolerate a Minion but to have them neighbours is “BEYOND WORDS!”
Meanwhile, Waffle is much recovered from whatever it was or wasn’t. He and Silver are happily munching hay while Haakon throws them filthy looks.
For entertainment, Waffle goes and stares at Haakon through the only gap in his gate. It winds him up a treat.
So, I don’t know. We will keep an eye on Waffle for a few days. It won’t do him and Silver any harm to be inside for a while. See if anything becomes apparent.
Poor Haakon (and Waffle).
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And I just wanted to say you guys have had me in tears with your generosity. Words fail. A huge relief. You have no idea.