I arrived home to a couple of disasters. Fortunately Maxie isn't one of them. First, this morning, I noticed that my precious plant looks almost dead. I wrung my hands in despair. Gave it a huge drink. And spent a bit of today wondering whether it may show signs of recovery by tonight.
The 2nd was a phone call from Kaylene. My lovely mare Freelance had put her leg through the fence. I asked "has it blown up?", although I already knew the answer. Of course it had. She always does. I surveyed the damage gloomily this morning. Nice up like a balloon. The toad. And sore. And on the hind leg of course.
Kaylene agreed to meets this afternoon. Sore and swollen hind leg bandaging with my temperamental mare is a 2 person job. Freelance kicks when she's sore. And she aims too.
She is now bandaged up. I'd never have managed it on my own. She got me once. Not hard though. It's not as well bandaged as I would like. Touch wood it will stay on for a day or two, and the leg will be less sore the 2nd time.