I am feeling awful. I am the worst Muzzah ever. Tiddles and Waffle have laminitis from the autumn flush of grass. I am totally bereft and have let them down. How could this happen?
I have been humm-ing and aah-ing recently about both of them the last 2 days and today it was patently clear what is going on. Bloody buggering laminitis.
I spend all winter wishing we had grass, and the rest of the year wishing we didn’t and now this….. It is too much.
Daisy and I looked at Tiddles and Waffle, sucked our teeth, went home and got the horsevan, painkillers and our hoof trimming kit. We slowly walked them out of their field, trimmed their hooves for more comfort and loaded them into the van, leaving them with a bucket of painkillers.
Meanwhile, we each lead 3 ponies (with me telling them all to behave and lead nicely) to the hill field a little way away. Less rich grass, more hill grass which is basically green and has no calories. Fibre. And watched and worried about them as well as they galloped, bucked and farted off into the distance.
Back to the horsevan, and the painkillers had kicked in so I drove my boys very slowly and carefully home (apologies to anyone behind us). Then we put many bales of shavings down and told Tiddles and Waffle to say goodbye to grass and any fun, ever.
So that’s us and we can only pray with zero sugar, painkillers, anti-inflammatories, soaked hay and fibre blocks that they come out of this and not too much permanent damage has been done. They will hate us for doing this but we may save their lives.
Off to sell a kidney – slightly used!