MrsMozartletoe
Just passing through...
Okay, so now, to add to his little list of annoyances, Little Lad has taken to exiting paddocks; and then re-entering them; and then exiting them again
We made a cage for him - five feet high, six strands of wire plus wire running as Vs in each section between the posts. He was in it last night when we left, and out of it this morning, when the farmer rang the YM who rang me at quarter to ten
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I am close to the end of m'tether with the little g1t. I know that everyone else thinks he has given up on humans/life, but I see the look in his eye sometimes and it makes me think differently. Even when he bobbed off the other day from daughter, he let me catch him; he likes having cuddles; daughter took him for a blast around the fields yesterday on his own and he was grand - cantering and bobbling along perfectly happily and under control. The other day, in the school area, he was testing daughter: daughter gave him short shrift and he soon packed it in.
Don't know what to do. Hubby wants him gone, doesn't see the point of him/keeping him.
I wish I could talk to LL and explain, in words of one syllabul, that he's got it good and if he don't pack it in I don't know what's going to happen to him
. We need to get moved! But realistically that isn't going to happen for months - we're talking to someone about a house that has plenty of land, but as I said, it's not going to happen over night.
Poo blah.
We made a cage for him - five feet high, six strands of wire plus wire running as Vs in each section between the posts. He was in it last night when we left, and out of it this morning, when the farmer rang the YM who rang me at quarter to ten
I am close to the end of m'tether with the little g1t. I know that everyone else thinks he has given up on humans/life, but I see the look in his eye sometimes and it makes me think differently. Even when he bobbed off the other day from daughter, he let me catch him; he likes having cuddles; daughter took him for a blast around the fields yesterday on his own and he was grand - cantering and bobbling along perfectly happily and under control. The other day, in the school area, he was testing daughter: daughter gave him short shrift and he soon packed it in.
Don't know what to do. Hubby wants him gone, doesn't see the point of him/keeping him.
I wish I could talk to LL and explain, in words of one syllabul, that he's got it good and if he don't pack it in I don't know what's going to happen to him
Poo blah.