After Haakon’s awful hoof abscesses earlier in the year (here is the latest bit trimmed), he is still struggling up the metaphorical slope to recovery. He is in for the long haul and I worry. As the weather deteriorates into the usual harsh Shetland winter, I can see it takes a great deal of effort.
So I bought him a rug for when it rains. A rainsheet, as it is known in equine circles. Haakon has never had his own (always borrowed) and he is not a rug fan as he finds them very restrictive so I bought one with a front leg pleat allowing him to move more easily. Last night the forecast was for a good few inches of rain so I unpacked the new rug and plonked it on him. I think red suits Haakon.
Of course, Efstur had to come and take a look. In fact I would go so far as to say that he was actually a bit obssessed with this new wardrobe addition.
Of course we had words and I waggled my finger at Efstur to say “don’t you dare. Don’t even think about it!” hopefully in an effective fashion.
And then I made this……
I left the field saying “That rug had better be like new when I see it again! Just sayin’, Efstur. Like new. Or else…….”