Sugarplum Furry
Well-Known Member
Well. How odd.
I was dreaming about my very thin filly, fretting about how to put weight on her, when my very long time dead Grandad appeared (in the dream). He handed me a bottle of Guinness....it was one those really old style bottles that you see in antique markets sometimes....and told me to put a drop of that in her feed every day. He said 'that'll soon build her up' and then he wandered off and I woke up.
The thing is he was a good horseman in his time, he looked after the horses and mules in the army through WW1. He died over 30 years ago, he helped me learn to ride when I was a child.
I'm a bit spooked but I'm going to take his advice (and it really is about 5.30 am...can't get back to sleep now).
I was dreaming about my very thin filly, fretting about how to put weight on her, when my very long time dead Grandad appeared (in the dream). He handed me a bottle of Guinness....it was one those really old style bottles that you see in antique markets sometimes....and told me to put a drop of that in her feed every day. He said 'that'll soon build her up' and then he wandered off and I woke up.
The thing is he was a good horseman in his time, he looked after the horses and mules in the army through WW1. He died over 30 years ago, he helped me learn to ride when I was a child.
I'm a bit spooked but I'm going to take his advice (and it really is about 5.30 am...can't get back to sleep now).