It’s been a long day. Basil the Shetland pony has been causing us problems because of an excess of testosterone. If he was to continue here at Ty Isaf then he needed to be gelded. Today the deed was done. (He’s fine.)
However, on the weekend Basil had outraged Jack by slyly nipping him on the bum. Jack clearly bore a grudge. Today after the vet and nurse left I sluiced down the enclosure where they’d operated on Basil. The ‘outcome’ of the procedure had been set aside by the vet in a plastic bucket for me to dispose of. When I turned around to pick it up, the bucket was empty and Jack was sitting there smacking his lips looking extremely pleased with himself. Clearly for this terrier, revenge is a dish best eaten warm!
I kept a close eye on Basil last night. It was raw and frosty but he had the shelter of a loose-box with access to a small open enclosure. This morning he was bright and alert and stood quietly, un-tethered, while I washed down his legs with warm soapy water. He spent the day grazing in the large paddock and enjoying the sun. I don’t think that anyone looking at him would have known he’d had an operation. He appears to be comfortable and relaxed, appetite unchanged. He greeted everyone who visited him, eager for any tidbits of apple or carrot on offer. Everything seems to be going smoothly.