Thursday, February 10, 2011
Moonie is back in Melbourne, happily settled in to a paddock full of grass. He's in good shape at the moment, looking quite trim and healthy, so there is urgency to keep him that way when surrounded by swathes of lushness. I gave him half an hour or so after he got off the truck to have something to eat, and a drink, before trying a grazing muzzle on the poor man. He's never had one on before, and took it all quite well with no fuss or bother. He was processing the concept of being able to attempt to graze when I left him, and he'd had an attempt at drinking ie dipping the end of the muzzle in the water bucket. As I walked away, the look he gave me. If looks could kill!
He'll have another session this afternoon with the muzzle (and overnight he has started to react to the change in pasture already! so it needs to be done) with longer sessions tomorrow and Sunday, ready for the long weekdays with it on. Welcome back Moonie!