Awareness of the outside world. Flu shot last week. Enough reaction to know I had it, but that’s about it. “The test of flu, by the way, is if there is a £50 note in the garden, would you be able to go and get it. If you couldn’t, then you definitely have flu. If you could, then it’s a cold so get over yourself!” My Shetland: Vaccinations.
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Milton now gets lunch, or more accurately “lunch”. He gets a mouthful or two of grain to keep him occupied while I serve Rodney. It’s gone up a bit since first lunch (pictured), but still just one handful. [Three Squares]
I’ve also adjusted the service plan for lunch to match the other meals. Initially, I served Rodney’s lunch grain at the same time I served the lunch hay. Reasonable, right?
I changed for two reasons.
One. Bellies. For various reasons, the convoluted details of which I will spare you, we serve breakfast and dinner in three stages. Hay is split into two servings – well Milton’s is, Rodney has free choice, I told you it was elaborate – and grain. I’ve rearranged lunch so that it matches breakfast and dinner. Horses appreciate & do better with consistency.
Two. Behavior. When Rodney entered the stall, he was starting to exhibit confusion about where to go, either toward hay (breakfast & dinner) or toward grain (lunch). Again consistency. Also, Milton was getting overly curious about what was going on. [Did You Say Lunch?]
The downside is more work for the minion. Oh well, that ship has sailed and disappeared over the horizon.
Onwards!
Katherine











































