Wednesday critter update.

Boss has been separated from his mom and put on the equine equivalent of baby formula after we found that he had a broken rib. Unfortunately, he’s also now experiencing diarrhea, so he’s far from out of the woods, especially since he’s already underweight. I’m taking off the next several days from work so I can feed him and keep an eye on him. I’ll probably be staying with him in his pen in the overnight hours. God only knows when I’m going to sleep over the next week.
Olivia provided me with some entertainment today; I started to draw a bath and closed the bathroom door, precisely because she’s already mastered the art of the flying leap into the empty bathtub. I realized I had forgotten something in the bedroom, and when I opened the door, a little furry grey streak shot past my legs, over the rim of the tub, and…splash! The water was barely even an inch deep, so she just got her tail and legs wet, and shot right back out of the tub again. Poor kid! Chloe once did something similar, except in a full tub, and then she promptly scampered out of the water and went to hide in her litterbox…which was full of clumping litter which would almost instantly harden around anything wet. For obvious reasons, Olivia didn’t get to go to the other bathroom where her litterbox is for a little while…
I’m hoping that we’ve taken the first step in saving Boss. Heck, maybe I can even get some sleep at some point in the next six days.