And alas, it’s not me.

Foster has been gaining and losing weight since our move three weeks ago, but unfortunately it has been a mostly downward trend. Earlier this week I was shocked to get to the barn and actually see his ribs, a difference that occurred within 2 days of my last visit. Of course my immediate reaction was to feel dramatic, and like a terrible horse owner. I hope I am not, but still I cannot decide what factor has contributed to this less-than-ideal body weight.

I’m not sure if it’s the continuing bad weather that has caused the drop, the stress of the barn change, or any other number of things. Grass is of course minimal to non-existent, but he has a nice big round bale that he should be eating. He is on a weight gain supplement, and is getting heaps of Alfalfa mash every time I see him. His exercise has, if anything, decreased. And although he seems a little flinchy and spooky in the barn, he relaxes nicely when I ride him outside.

So, we’re adding to his grain and working with the barn managers to make sure he is blanketed well in the nightly below-freezing temps. He’ll be getting the next couple days to just sit and eat, and I’m hoping that he’s a bit plumper when I see him again on Sunday. If he doesn’t change by mid next week, I may be looking to switch supplements, increase grain again, or both. Meanwhile, I’ll be trying not to gorge myself on Cadbury eggs! Ugh, the irony!

Eat up, bud!