Woody seems recovered from last night’s bout of melancholia and greeted his feed bucket with the usual flared nostrils and relish. He’s still working on the bray. He’s still not drinking much, though, which I think may be partly due to the large amount of fresh clover, fescue and weeds he’s munching along the way.

Even the issue of his feet seems to be improving. He never was a fan of having his feet picked up and messed with. Right… Continue reading →