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Happy New Year!

It has been a year of change for us here and change is always a challenge (it has a lot of the same letters). We started off the year chasing our tails as ever, but then in March we left the RSPCA (Happy New Year to the RSPCA).

We still welcomed some poorly ponies to the yard, to help them to recover before rehoming. I help a lot with that, you know, keep them company and play and stuff to cheer them up when they are a bit blue (Happy New Year Bill, Ben, Timothy Too (get it?), Hobbits, Paula and little Hari). They have all moved on to new lives now and we hope they will have long and happy ones.

A day in the shade

The summer was hot and lasted longer than usual – guess we had more time to enjoy it. I was on my usual diet so my feet don’t hurt, but I have a regular ride and lead date with the big guys. I love ride and lead!

Tim

In the autumn, we walked with donkeys which was a new thing for me. Luckily I liked that too (Happy New Year Chico Florence and Hannah).

How are we doing, donks?

Then we got new cats for the yard (Happy New Year Winston, William and Tilly).

Now we are in winter routine and I am in the stable each night because the frost can make my feet hurt worse than over eating! I like a routine and I am quite happy to bring myself in at night, as long as someone opens the gate for me.

My new year resolution is to keep trying to improve things for my friends who are not as lucky as I am. I keep in touch with my old friends at the horse charities (Happy New Year to Nicolas at Redwings and all of his teams of helpers at the NEWC charities). The work they do is crucial and they have had a tough time in 2013.

And before I go to bed (yawning, I was up late last night) I wish the best of Happy New Years to Sally, Sarah, Joanna, Steve and Rob. They care for me and I care for them.

OK. 2014. Bring it on!

Just saying, it makes you think

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My 12 days of Christmas

On the FIRST day of Christmas, she brought me for my own

A horse box to carry me home

On the SECOND day of Christmas she brought me for my own

2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the THIRD day of Christmas she brought me for my own

3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the FOURTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the FIFTH day of Chrismas she brought me for my own

A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the SIXTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

6 diagnoses; A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the SEVENTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

7 silver sachets, 6 diagnoses, A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the EIGHTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

8 strong delousers, 7 silver sachets, 6 diagnoses, A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the NINth day of Christmas she brought me for my own

9 yummy breakfasts, 8 strong delousers, 7 silver sachets, 6 diagnoses, A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the TENTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

10 friends to visit, 9 yummy breakfasts, 8 strong delousers, 7 silver sachets, 6 diagnoses, A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the ELEVENTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

11 juicy carrots, 10 friends to visit, 9 yummy breakfasts, 8 strong delousers, 7 silver sachets, 6 diagnoses, A Five Day Panacur! 4 calling vets, 3 X-rays, 2 kind words and a horse box to carry me home

On the TWELFTH day of Christmas she brought me for my own

12 rolling acres,

11 juicy carrots,

10 friends to visit,

9 yummy breakfasts,

8 strong delousers,

7 silver sachets,

6 diagnoses,

A Five Day Panacur!

4 calling vets,

3 X-rays,

2 kind words and

a horse box to carry me home!

 

Big day yesterday

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This is my friend Bill. He came to stay in February when he wasn’t very well at all. I have been looking after him since then.  He and his friend Ben were lucky ponies: not only did the RSPCA rescue them, but some other kind friends sponsored their rehabilitation while they stayed ay my yard.

The Pettifor Trust is a Swansea charity, which raises money for needy animals. One of their many responses to the plight of horses in 2013 was to contribute towards some veterinary expenses of four ponies which had been rescued by their local group of RSPCA inspectors.

So, to begin at the beginning, Bill and his friend Ben were spotted by the good Inspector Nic, who arranged for them to be removed from their desperate starving plight – hooray for the RSPCA!

All these ponies needed to be gelded before rehoming and Bill’s operation was not straightforward. In fact, he had to go to horse hospital to have a special procedure – hooray for the Pettifor Trust!

It’s a sobering thought that if Bill had been left with his breeder, he might have died, but even if he had survived a winter’s starvation, he would have been an oddity, and would have finished his short life at the abattoir by now.

His good luck continued yesterday, when he went to his new home. Another old friend of mine (sshh, don’t tell a soul but it’s my farrier) made friends with Bill while he was here and yesterday, he fetched him home to live with his family’s driving ponies.

I wish him well.