I lasted 48 hours. I did try, honest.
But I am hopeless about diets. I hate them. I hate watching animals suffer (it shitted with rain yesterday) so I let everyone go out together because they miss each other and never stop shouting. No one settles.
My reasoning is that the field is not brilliant – well, that was what I told myself.
And they were so happy all together – lots of rolling, little bucks of happiness and general smiling. They are a close herd.
Meanwhile I am holding firm on the three ponies with laminitis. Even I can see the point of that. Is it sad that when I was moving Vitamin and Fivla back to the field, Fivla went to Albie’s stable and he was absolutely thrilled to see her. Someone kill me now. The guilt is intolerable.