I'm sure it's nothing personal....
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♥Mar. 2nd, 2015 // 02:35 pm♥
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The last time the saddler came to see the boys, GB's leg was particularly bad, so she just popped the saddle on his back and said that it looked ok.
Today, the saddler was due to come and have a proper look at Bugs and a quick check on the other two. I was filling haynets while waiting for her, and I could hear GB stamping around in a peculiar way. I went to see what was wrong and he had a cuddle and then stood quietly. Five minutes later, he was at it again. And then again five minutes after that. Mike, who was mucking out, reported that he looked like he wanted to lie down. Alarm bells began to sound. I let him in his stable to see what he'd do, and he went straight down but didn't start rolling. His belly was very quiet, though, so I started walking around the yard with him just in case. He managed a poo after about fifteen minutes, but I still couldn't hear any signs of activity in his tummy so I called the vet.
After a bit of help from Mrs Next Door, we got him and the Baby over to the school (we were churning the grass up something chronic, apart from anything else), and then recaptured the Baby after he decided to run madly around the outside of the school instead of just quietly munching the grass as he usually does. Mike went back and got Bugs, and Baby's tack, while I carried on walking around in less squelchy circles.
Inevitably, the vet and the saddler arrived within minutes of each other. "Stop him so that I can have a look before I start on the injections," the vet said. After we'd dragged him back to his feet, she went to start getting the injections ready. Once he'd realised that it wasn't a blood test, he was ok for the jabs, which kicked in nice and quickly and left him swaying slightly and trying to stand with one of his back feet on top of the other. The vet's slightly bemused verdict was that it was just a gas colic, even though he looked much worse than that usually makes them: she couldn't find any sign of a more serious problem. Then again, I don't think he was as bad this time as last time (possibly because I spotted it quicker and the vet was there in half an hour), so I guess he's just a bit wussy about tummy ache!
While this had been going on, the saddler had looked at Bugs and re-padded his saddle a bit. When Mike climbed on, she pronounced herself happy for now with the understanding that she'd need to fiddle with it again in a couple of months when he's muscled up a bit. Baby was also fine, which is a relief as his saddle is currently as wide as it will go.
GB then staggered back to his stable, weaving slightly along the road, following after the other two, and then went back to bed for a bit of a lie down. Mike's just given him a haynet, which he seemed to think was at least worth standing up for, so I think he's ok again now.
I guess that the saddler will just have to check his saddle when she comes back to see Bugs!
(And, randomly in there, a friend of the family called to offer me a job. I was a little distracted, though, so he's going to call me back this evening. It's something to do with a newly-formed charity, but I'm not sure what.)
Jodie was a little bemused by how short her walk was this afternoon. We did explain that she could have had a nice long walk in the morning if she'd just followed GB around for an hour or so, but she didn't seem impressed with the idea. |
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GB update
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♥Mar. 2nd, 2015 // 09:23 pm♥
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Still groggy, but he's had a poo so I think we're alright! |
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