Day 63 - Hopeless!

Baggy took Grotty Groom over to see her Boys again today. Wesley had his three-monthly physiotherapy check-up. Yes, he needs it. He's as big a crock as his Mum sadly. Since his last check up of course, Baggy has had two lots of surgery. Therefore he's basically been on holiday. He was being ridden four or five times a week. He hasn't been ridden once in three months. He's also been eating rather a lot of very nice hay. Plus of course, the grass is still growing because of this nutty weather we've been having. So to say that his waistline has expanded would be a bit of an understatement! Joey's too. But that's not such a dramatic problem as with Wesley. Wesley has kissing spine. So his back has to be watched very carefully. The reason that he had Grotty off him three times in the space of six months, was because his saddle wasn't fitting properly and it hurt his back. Well the lad's put so much weight on that his saddle definitely won't fit at the moment. He's also lost his muscle through lack of exercise, so sadly he was in a bit of a mess.

After some treatment on his withers, he felt much better and was much more flexible. So that was good. Now, he too is on a bit of a diet. Grotty is not permitted to let Baggy start riding Wesley again for at least another month. Her stomach won't be strong enough until then. Realistically, it will be at least two more months as Baggy's arm won't be up to it. So Baggy and Wesley have two months to lose some weight.

Wesley currently looks like a shaggy Gypsy cob. Fat, sweet and innocent. How deceptive looks can be. Grotty has never seen him looking so woolly before. She gave him a jolly good groom after his treatment, but Baggy's arm was struggling. Interestingly though, now she's home, it's Baggy's stomach that's really hurting. Ah well. But Heaven help us, she's hopeless. Three times, Baggy returned to the stable block, with the intention of getting Grotty to check the Boys' saddles. They are in our little metal tack lockers, but they haven't been touched for months. Chances are therefore that they are going to be going mouldy. Baggy can't decide whether to blame Clever Bird or Hormonal Hannah but whoever is at fault, Grotty did not remember to check the saddles. Grrrrrr! Hopeless!

At least Clever Bird managed to spot that Baggy was driving her car on fumes. One disadvantage of living in the sticks, is that you have to remember to plan ahead to fill up with petrol. One doesn't just drive past a petrol station. The nearest is about six miles away. So Baggy came home via the petrol station. It just happens to be next to a very large pet shop. Furry Mama can never resist going in. So today Hinge and Bracket acquired another catnip rat (so they have one each) and a new scratch post. Not that they're spoilt at all. Furry Mama needs the Hinge cat to use it, but of course so far it's Bracket kat who is burning off the extra calories playing with it. Hopeless.......