The week without Robbie and Sue has been fine, although Lara their dog has been a bit worried without them. We had a slight deluge of injuries for a few days....BT's gash, followed by Whiskey and then Sunshine Boy.
Whiskey came in with a huge left foreleg, he just had the tiniest mark below the knee, and I think that he had been fooling about and maybe got his leg caught somewhere which then got inflamed. He came in for a few days with Marshall and George(ina) and then was joined by Sunshine Boy, who came in with an equally massive leg.
Sunshine had suffered from lymphangitis a few weeks ago and it had obviously reoccurred. He looked perfectly alright but nevertheless we took his temperature and it was 39.2. I doubted this and thought that maybe the thermometer had broken, we tested it on Warren but it was ok...unlike poor Sunshine. Anyway, a cocktail of various drugs sorted him out and he was back to normal in a few days.
It has been a relatively quiet few days really, the yard are all out and about undertaking a quad bike training course, and we have moved Deano's from one field to another. Deano's, being a creature of habit, was highly indignant about the whole affair. We took his breakfast out to him and he was so busy hurtling about that he had overlooked the fact that Paul had taken advantage of the situation and scoffed his breakfast as well as his own. When Deano's realised this, his indignation knew no bounds.
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