Marty and the Busy Week
Marty has been feeling quite sassy this past week. If I’m honest, I do not like Sassy Marty. Sassy Marty is kind of a jerk. However, Sassy Marty is who
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Marty and the Good Life
Marty continues to settle in well to his new lifestyle. We’ve gone past the clingy stage, where he began to panic if I tried to leave or would run to greet my
Mule School: part four
Ben and I went down to visit Marty last weekend, as Anna wanted Ben’s help to work on haltering. When I was last there, she had me in the round
Mule School: part three
At the beginning of the month, I took a couple days off work and made the journey down to Devon to visit Marty. As I don’t drive, this was a
Mule School: part one
Last week, Marty loaded neatly onto a brand new, immaculate box from Kent Horsebox Hire & Transport and made his four hour journey down to Devon where he was to attend boarding
Marty and the heroic rescue
The herd moved fields again yesterday, and as Ben is away this weekend – and all our fencing was already in use – that meant I had to play musical equines.
Marty and the regular workload
One of the benefits of Marty being in a separate pen is that I’m actually working him more. This is partly me attempting to assuage my guilt about leaving him in
Marty and the week of weirdness
Oh dear! So, Marty has not had a great week. In fact, he’s had a very weird week. After Saturday’s escapade, I thought we’d maybe turned a corner and were
Marty and the bid for freedom
As I’ve said, Marty hasn’t had much to do lately other than vet visits. On Saturday, he took matters into his own hooves by gleefully bursting out of his paddock like a
Marty and the All-Clear
So, after three vet visits, an xray, and an ultrasound, I’m pleased to say that there is nothing physically wrong with Marty besides the muscle tension that Gavin, our osteopath,