First, a quick story and then, adorable pictures :yes:
Rory coliced yesterday. Poor baby boy has never experienced that before, and was quite convinced that he was “dying” and he threw all his considerable acting skills into this. Mostly by laying flat while wheezing and groaning with his eyes half open and slowly paddling his front legs, which was pathetic and funny at once. Vet came and went, my credit card wheezed and groaned, and the night rolled on. The poop fairy has been a little Scrooge-ish, but he does feel better and has graduated to a food slurry.
Today I took him on a mile long walk around the property, hoping to stimulate or scare some poop out of him (being honest here…). And who tagged along? Why, sweet Odie, the Evil Burrito, who was so worried and fussed over for so long, who last night worried and brayed himself into a state of diarrhea AND pooped in his water tub while the vet was here and his bestie was laying out in the grass “dying” without him.
Up the first hill
Along the road
Down to the front entrance
The beginnings of the big hill back to the barn
Loooooooong hill
I gotta admit, pretty cute.
Also, Odie is “giving back” to the community by taking part in a food drive competition
Woot!!