Mud sprays and the fillies shriek and gallop. Purdy, Pippa and Toe screech to a halt and slide towards the electric fence. They charge again, up and down the muddy field. The cries of the Egyptian geese roosting in the branches of a dead tree accompany them.
And I think, what…?
The water butt is rolling drunkenly across the entrance to the field.
Purdy, a pretty rain spider of a filly is about to fly – She is trailing a length of vetwrap She had an abscess on her near side hind foot and has a poultice on it or rather had a poultice on it.
I walk closer.
The removal of the vetwrap turns out to be a time consuming process as I have to wait for all three to stop leaping around before I can go into the field and extricate Purdy from it.
If she moves off too quickly the vetwrap scares her and the scene of chaos starts over.
Why does this kind of thing always happen? The day was going so well!
I get the the three of them to stand still long enough to pull off the vetwrap and what is left of the plastic bag that was keeping the poultice clean.
How do these fillies get into so much trouble? They are the reason for checking your horse in the field!
I breathe a sigh of relief at managing to get the trailing vetwrap off and ponder how on earth I’m going to get water down here without a tractor!
I put their feeds in the field, which is what I had been going to do before Purdy’s kite flying display, and I watch them eating.
All is calm.