The heavily pregnant Rubi got into the unfinished chicken run, squeezing through a narrow doorway beteen two posts, in order eat some carob beans she had spotted on the ground in the chicken-wire pen I have erected. She then got stuck in there because she was too fat to come out again and had probably been there all night when I found her. I had to go in and shove her out through the narrow doorway.
A good thing she didn’t give birth to the foal in the chicken run. It would have been a very confused foal-chick.
I will update the blog soon. Rather busy at work just now. I am awaiting some photos of Barbara Reed’s walk with Dalie in France recently. She did not come over the border into Spain with the donkey because the paperwork was too complicated. Sounds familiar!
UPDATE AT 9.15 Spanish time.
Rubi has milk! I have just come back from testing her condition and she squirted milk all over my hand. Lovely ass’s milk that Cleopatra would have bathed in. (Prolly quite a difficult task to fill a bath with a few squirts from Rubi…)
Back in the tent tonight. Matilde is fenced off at a distance, just in case. Please let it happen! I am worn out with waiting.