Thursday, 4 August 2011
All credit to him...it was Paul who noticed the problem...it has been said (in all fairness, it was said by me) that Paul has a similar look when he is annoyed...but sure enough Paul spotted that... Max was indeed...constipated. Poor little man was straining over the poo pile without result. I had a little trouble finding the correct choice of washing up liquid...wasn't sure about antibacterial and surely lemon scented was unnecessary...but I eventually found a bottle of plain old traditional green Fairy and administered a warm soapy enema to him (Max not Paul ) on Monday evening. And along with a few fairy bubbles, we had a good result.
However yesterday he was back at the poo pile straining. This time I tried a Fleet enema...it has never failed before...when used in hospitals one always ensures that the facilities are very close by...yes works that quickly. But no; he is passing a small amount of tiny very hard dottles but we haven't got to the bottom of it yet (pardon the pun). He has had some pro-biotic yogurt and some warm water with electrolytes (yesterday was very warm and he really wasn't drinking as much from Mum as he normally does). Hopefully things will start to move otherwise we will have to rethink. Possibly an oral laxative or a Microlax maybe other options. Suggestions welcome.
Both Rumour and Max have been a bit 'off' post their Lambivac injections (a live vaccine against clostidial disease)...it may be just a coincidence...however both had rather difficult births...I wonder?
Whilst watching Max in the paddock I took along both Velvet and the camera:
Beck Brow Magellan and Synergy...always looking for trouble
Checking out Velvet who is at my feet (very unusual!)
They decide to send in the new boy Magnum to check things out...
Oops...Velvet sees an opportunity (Max in the background trying to make a deposit for the poo picker)
Beck Brow Finesse...trying to look mighty in case she is to be posted (comments previous blog)
Young Punk Annabelle