I swithered at breakfast and I made the rookie mistake of taking off Fivla’s rug because the weather-forecast was good.
And everyone walked out of the muddy field to their better pasture while Fivla took herself to stand by the gate to tell me she wanted her rug right back on. By the time I came back outside, she’d moved into the shed and I knew she meant business. It was also now raining.
So the rug went back on and I gave her a new sample of minerals for her joint function made from the ground horns of gilded unicorns to see if that would help her too. Feeling warmer, Fivla then left to join the herd and I sucked my teeth and swithered about my decision that morning,
After lunch, I went out to see Fivla and her rug.
I swithered a bit more about whether she should or should not be wearing it. The forecast is pretty nice for a while – but it is cold (RealFeel -2C).
However, I did notice that Fivla was more alert and much chattier – so is it the rug or the supplement? She is not warm either, just the right temperature.
She showed me that she was walking well in it, which was another worry I was having.
Meanwhile, Pepper was happily chatting to Newt.
So sweet.
I left them all swithering about whether to buy another rug with slight fill (50g) just because we are not truly out of winter and it’s always good to have a second in the wings……
Once home, I bought 60 sachets of the supplement too!
And swithering, for those that don’t know, means “to be uncertain as to which course of action to choose” which really sums up my whole day!
