Yesterday after the horses got their vaccinations, I kept an eye on Lucy and Pistol. Neither have had shots on our watch before so we wanted to make sure that there were no adverse reactions. Lucy was fine.
Pistol felt kind of crummy. She went into the bedroom area of their pasture and laid down. I went out to check on her and she stood up, but didn't move. Brett was getting ready to feed so it was unusual that she wasn't interested. She stood with her head in my arms while I stroked her face and kissed the velvet soft spot above her eye.
I left to start mucking and she walked down to the hay feeder where she stood with her head drooping, listlessly chewing a small bite of hay. After mucking, I put a new bag of shavings in the mares' run-in and a bag of pellets. I wanted her to have a warm soft place to sleep during the evening and night. Rain was in the air and due to arrive before midnight.
I checked on her again just before dark and she was eating with gusto. This morning Brett reported that she was doing well. And she had enjoyed a good roll in the mud. She was filthy. Lucy was covered with the clean shavings. Figures.
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