Good news.
Gabby is no longer "broken". No limping, right as rain for the time being.
The vet said we were on the right course with the poultice (thank you Fran from Crossroads Donkey Rescue) and were to continue. The sad news is I had to pay $200 to find out if we had just stayed the course we would have been fine.
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a happy face
Prior to getting our first snow, the word of the day was mud. Everywhere.
The (early) snow helped with mud control but now we have the famous divots caused by muddy dips in the ground freezing.
St. Francis doesn't mind.
We got the last load of hay for the winter the weekend prior to the holiday. Whew! For a couple of geezers, getting a total of 60 bales was a bit strenuous. Next year I'm prevailing upon the 35-year old youngster to come home from the other side of the state and help.
And to leave you with a smile, here's Sharone making his dinosaur vocalizations (sound up).
I adore your donkeys and glad your little buddy is healing. That is a real mud fest in your video and near your house. You two are amazing to shift those many heavy bales of hay.
ReplyDeleteTerra, we'll call you next year to help! :)
DeleteAww, so glad your Gabby is healing. And so much mud! I don't know which is worse, the mud or the frozen mud.
ReplyDeleteI agree. Do I want my boots sucked off by the mud (almost literally) or do I want to wobble over the divots?? Hmmm...
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