With all the thaw and then freezing Irish developed an abscess.
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Both horses have a hay rack in their stalls. Since I installed it, Irish won't eat the hay that falls to the floor of his stall. When it builds up I take it and put it outside in the paddock. Irish immediately goes over and starts eating it.
Carmen is minding the lack of being worked. Now, after her supper she wants me to stand at her stall and scratch her. I'm enjoying that she's missing the work but I suspect that it won't carry over to actually wanting to work.
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And now for my news. I knew that we were going to get another dog but wanted to give us time to come to terms with losing Belle. I did a lot of thinking on what kind of dog I wanted. I love Border Collies but two seems like too much. I wanted a dog with intelligence, drive and energy. And one with protective instincts. There are a number of dogs who suit that bill and I settled on German Shepherds. Then it was to find a puppy. I looked at older dogs through rescues but they all said something along the lines of no other dogs, or cats or children. I can't risk d'Arcy nor my cats or horses. I can raise a puppy to fit into our family. I did some research and sent a ton of emails. FYI dog people are a lot like horse people in not returning inquiries. However, I found a breeder who was very responsive and answered all my questions patiently.
So in a few weeks one of these little brown bundles will be coming home to Oakfield Farm: