I cannot tell you how awful today has been – but I will try.
It started with me going out with the brekkie buckets only to meet a very depressed non-eating and disinterested Vitamin.
My heart sank into my boots. Here we go again, I thought.
I gave her 10ml of Inflacam (painkiller and anti-inflammatory) and then waited. The rainbow was pretty but unhelpful. No pot of gold here.
At this stage I was selling my soul to passing Gods or anyone else interested and I went into the field to take Vitamin and Fivla out so they could live around the house (just outside, though). It would be easier to keep an eye on Vitamin. Less mud.
Then I spent the majority of my day on the phone to the vet surgery trying to catch the vet. I felt so sorry for the lady answering the phone – she must hate me by now. Anyway, I drove over later and got to talk to the vet while getting some intra-muscular painkillers.
When I got back, later in the afternoon, I found Vitamin cheerfully picking at the grass so I quickly got a bucket of food and shoved it under her nose AND SHE ATE!
Fivla now thinks every day is her birthday as she is happily finishing up all uneaten food buckets. She didn’t get this one, though.
But a bucket is a bucket and I don’t care. Drugs given, another bucket (I strike while the iron is hot) and I will look at the weather forecast and decide whether to put them in for the night or not later on. I am currently thinking rugs on, and leave them where they are but the weather is deterioriating tonight. What to do?
