I stayed in bed this morning until gone 10.30 something I haven't done in decades. Every Saturday and Sunday I would be up and taking my time to get down to Cola to turn him out.
At this time of year with the spring grass coming through he was always eager to get out. A week last Friday he started to take himself out, I wasn't quick enough! Giving him food before he went out was a silly idea because he would eat it quickly and always leave some because the call of the grass was a much nicer idea.
His best friend Millie is grieving for him too. I went to see her in her field today and gave her some of Cola's haylage. She kept looking at me and then at his field as if to say "where is he". Cola loved her and she loved him and its very difficult carrying on without those to whom you were so connected.
Jason and I took all of his deep litter out. We washed and discinfected his mats and the stable floor. I didn't realise how thick his bed was until it was gone and I was standing so much lower. It was hard work getting it out, we thought the spade was going to break.
Nell the farm dog kept us entertained too with her toy womble.
Jason is going to take his scratch mats down tomorrow. There are three mats which I want to keep because they still have evidence of years of scratching. There is one he didn't use and I have asked Jason to put that up for Millie in her stable.
A very strange Sunday. This time last week all was well with the world and my boy.
Just shows you that nothing is permanent, nothing and nobody should be taken for granted.
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