Monday, February 2, 2009

Here's hoping...

The phone doesn't ring tonight. J's going to check in on Thunder, and I'm hoping she doesn't see any reason to call. My spidey-sense was tingling tonight. He didn't seem quite himself. Nothing I could quite put my finger on, but....

I've been keeping an eye on him anyway the last couple of days. He got in with the calves and ate I'm not sure how much alfalfa on Friday afternoon. No bellyache from that, but he didn't get his grain that evening. He's got a sore spot on his shoulder, I think from squeezing (or being chased) between the grain bin and a loose fence panel, but other than that didn't show any ill effects. His route in is now blocked by a newly placed 5' high gate panel, but he's been looking longingly over the fence at the remainder of the bale. Silly boy.

So anyway, I fed and then hung out with him for an extra hour or so tonight. He was quite happy with the company and enjoyed the attention he was getting. Didn't seem out of it or distressed.... It may just be that he'd been eating hay all afternoon and was more enthused about hanging out with me than more hay right then - that would be pretty typical for him. Or that the new bale they're eating from is a bit stemmier than the last one and he's not as excited about it, especially after his alfalfa binge. Still, I let J know she might check on him through the evening. Man, I hate stressing over this kind of thing!

2 comments:

Mrs Mom said...

Fingers seriously crossed that your spidey-senses were just being over protective there, and that your big horse is OK~

Let us know when you can!!

cascadingwaters said...

You KNOW this means that now my kids are going to want to check on Mrs. Cole's horses! They're still bitter that they weren't told you HAD horses when we were out in SD this summer.