After 79 days in a box, Flash is back in his field. 5 units of sedalin may as well have been 5 blooming units of water for all of the calm it brought him. 
He figured out he was going to the field and began snorting like an engine halfway down the road. We got him into his field and he was standing up so tall I couldn’t reach his bridle to get it off. I knew he’d go up at some point and so I’d brought my longest lead rope attached to his bit. I was correct.
So at one point I had him kiting round on the end of that, but managed to get his head down for long enough I was able to peel his bridle off and he just galloped off, flat out, with his tail in the air. He looked fantastic. And so, SO happy. He rolled and rolled and rolled... He hadn’t worn any of his new rugs before because when he went into his box it wasn’t rug weather! Let’s just say that they don’t look pristine any more. 
Just popped up to his field to walk the dog to check he’s ok (public footpath runs alongside the field).
He was right over the far side, but I called him and he started walking over, when he realised it was me, he broke into a trot and came right up to the fence.
I’m going to get him in tomorrow. He’s got plenty to eat up there as they are haying the fields now. I feel quite emotional about it actually. I miss him being there for me to see whenever I want, but he utterly belongs in the field with his mates.
Love him. And I don’t know if he loves me, but he certainly knows who I am now.
He figured out he was going to the field and began snorting like an engine halfway down the road. We got him into his field and he was standing up so tall I couldn’t reach his bridle to get it off. I knew he’d go up at some point and so I’d brought my longest lead rope attached to his bit. I was correct.
So at one point I had him kiting round on the end of that, but managed to get his head down for long enough I was able to peel his bridle off and he just galloped off, flat out, with his tail in the air. He looked fantastic. And so, SO happy. He rolled and rolled and rolled... He hadn’t worn any of his new rugs before because when he went into his box it wasn’t rug weather! Let’s just say that they don’t look pristine any more. Just popped up to his field to walk the dog to check he’s ok (public footpath runs alongside the field).
He was right over the far side, but I called him and he started walking over, when he realised it was me, he broke into a trot and came right up to the fence.
I’m going to get him in tomorrow. He’s got plenty to eat up there as they are haying the fields now. I feel quite emotional about it actually. I miss him being there for me to see whenever I want, but he utterly belongs in the field with his mates.
Love him. And I don’t know if he loves me, but he certainly knows who I am now.
I gave Bo 2x syringes full of sedalin when he went out after 3 months on box rest, I took a picture of him mid air for the vet, all 4 feet were above the gate top! useless stuff 
