Farm Fresh Blog

Oh dear!  The heavy rains this year brought heavy grass. In less than a month, Ona has gained back most of the weight she had lost since I brought her here in May.  She and her little fat buddy, Ruffy, have fattened up dangerously on the bounty of pasture. I fear it is time for drastic measures. They have both been taken out of the pasture and placed in a paddock beside the house. Their paddock contains two pecan trees and very little grass.  Together with two goats, they share one pat of hay each morning.  That's it.  They think they're dying.

Other Half calls them "Fat Arses."  I prefer to think of them as having been "blessed with more than enough."   But before they eat themselves to death, something has to be done. So until we see some changes in girth size, that paddock will contain: two goats, two pecan trees, and two little fat horses.

Postscript:  Between the rains, the heat, the mosquitoes, and now her everwidening girth, Ona hasn't even had a chance to pull her new cart!  Other Half measured the cart today and Ona's butt is almost bigger than the distance between the shafts!  EEGaadds!