Yesterday afternoon a huge afterbirth appeared, so that was a relief. Brá mentally perked up after that had gone.
This morning we opened the gate to the adjoining stable and Brá immediately went through to be with Hetja and Lilja, leaving her dead foal behind. Based on her decision alone, we quickly led everyone out of the stable and back to their field. Hetja and Lilja were thrilled to be outside again (I am not sure they would’ve put up with a longer confinement), while Brá was torn between trying to return to her foal or go with her friends. Before I slipped her headcollar off, I fed her a carrot sprayed liberally with Rescue Remedy.
Meanwhile, Taktur was shouting and running up and down his fence two fields away offering “encouragement” and support, just perhaps not in the way anyone would want at this precise moment. He has been at it all day (*** sigh ***). Everyone is heartily bored of him.
However, Hetja is brilliant, she gently got behind Brá and moved her away from the noisy tit shouting at the fence and guided her back to eating with Lilja at the furthest end of the field. At one stage Brá stood at the spot where it all happened but now she moves around the field alternately grazing and sleeping, occasionally looking up and if she sees me, she shouts. We have given them all space and look at them regularly from a distance.
Seeing Brá stand by herself thinking breaks my heart. She is getting her head around all this.
Life has to go on. We all seem very bleak and distant. I have no interest in much but I went to check the Minions and give them a carrot. I didn’t feel like chatting to anyone.
Edited: I just went outside to see where they are and Hetja is grooming Brá. I shall leave her with the expert. She knows how best to help. It made me cry.