So poor Charlie is in isolation; not because he's contagious but because as I was driving down the driveway after feeding Saturday morning, this is what I saw:
Except insert a picture of Charlie and Maggie. :( Actually what I saw was Maggie double barrel kicking Charlie who in turn kicked back. Maggie has shoes, Charlie does not. She connected as evidenced by a lovely hoof print on his bum. I'm not sure if he got her but I didn't see any hoof prints on her bum. So Charlie is now turned out by himself, poor guy. He's actually handling it a bit better than I thought he was going to. There's been some calling and some running but for the most part, he's kind of accepted his lot in life.
To add insult to injury, he pulled a shoe on Saturday. So now he's missing his right front and is a little sore. I've been giving him bute to try and take the edge off but he's still ouchy. Farrier comes on Thursday - keep your fingers crossed as I'm giving a new guy a whirl.