I woke up at 12:30am, considered walking out to check on Ransom. A few factors complicated this - the weather was still whipping about, I forgot I didn't have a sturdy flashlight (I'll fix that this weekend), and I didn't want to disturb him if he was getting good rest.
So when the alarm went off at 4:30am, I took the dogs out back, and went out to find Ransom. He was in his stall half-way again, but when I called his name, he walked towards the back side of the barn. Standing beside Romeo at the fenceline, who nickered at me a "good morning."
I asked Ransom if he was okay, and got a happy head & alert ears. I started to walk back to the house. Ransom galloped past the stall, through his paddock, and up to the side yard fenceline. I walked over to him, laughing, and stuck my hand under the fence. Ransom sniffed & nibbled like he was looking for treats. I told him, "Feed ya in a while, buddy. Let me go get ready for work first."
At 5:30am, when I was ready to start my commute, I gave both boys breakfast, with Ransom getting two flakes of hay and half his grain. When I left, he was slowly nibbling at his grain.
I hope this is how the day goes, and the weather front doesn't mess his tummy up again.
2 comments:
Glad to hear that Ransom feels a bit better this morning!
Thank you Stephanie!
And keep those long ride blogs coming, you hear?!?!! Don't you shut up for even one minute. If somebody's emailing you gripes they're too long, tell 'em, "Free Speech. Blow it our your hole!"
LOL
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