My normal routine back to normal, I couldnt be happier.
Trundled up to the yard in the morning and was met by a fresh faced eager your horse stood in Chico's stable. Chico was well and truly back. I invited myself into his stable and immediately became the focus of his full attention. A fact that I do normally enjoy but not when trying in vain to quickly skip out as Chico plays the 'must stand in every spot that mum is trying to muck out' game. I think at one point he was threatened with being returned to the vets clinic!
After the not so quick skip out it was time for a mouthful of breakfast for the boy. I popped half a scoop of feed into his bucket before adding 1 sachet of painkiller, 1 sachet of antibiotics and 2 little scoops of pro-biotic pellets. His bucket looked like it contained more medicine than it did feed, but after mixing in a bit of water I offered it to Chico who saw no problem with scoffing it as if he'd never eaten before.
While he munched I had a quick check on his wound site. Looking good i'd say.
With breakfast (and meds) licked clean from the bowl I figured then was a good time for some in hand grazing. Now being the big softie I am I had purchased a new headcollar for Chico, complete with fluffy nose band and head piece, after all I dont want my boy getting a sore face with all the in hand grazing we will be doing.
Upon opening the stable door Chico went like a racehorse out of the start gate, but made it all of a meter before reaching his first grass victim. I am sure Chico thinks that there is to be a grass shortage as I have never seen a horse cram so much grass in its mouth continually for 15 minutes. Not wanting to overload his gut it was time to get back in the stable, a fact that Chico wasnt so keen on. A small tantrum later and he finally went back in.
This repeated itself again in the afternoon but this time the lucky monkey had 30 minutes grazing but this resulted in an even bigger tantrum about going back in. However 'mum' always gets her way so it wasnt long before Chico was enjoying his final dinner in the stable before bed.
Just before leaving him for the night I stood in his stable enjoying having him home. Chico however sees my presence as an excuse to do something or go somewhere so my simply standing quietly just doesnt wash with him and he must interact with me at all costs. As I gazed over the stable door across the yard my back suddenly met with a blunt force that is Chico's big empty noggin. A comic moment as I splatted against the stable door was followed by an afternoon of not being able to do this.....*ouch*......
Chico's first full day at home, under my care, had gone perfectly (other than the not so helpful mucking out, the head butting, and I didnt even go into the bit where he trod on my shoe and nearly pushed me over!). It's so nice to have him home.
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