Tuesday, April 01, 2008
After an abscence of two and a half weeks this time, Garfunkel has returned home. We had of course given him up for dead, so were quite suprised to see him trotting up the paddock toward us last night. He hasn't been living it large with the neighbours this time and is quite skinny, but still in surprisingly good shape with a nice glossy coat. He took things slowly last night and only ate small amounts about every ten minutes. He then spent the night snoozing on G's bed, until she came in with us then curled up at my feet for the rest of the night. Today he is locked in so he can't leave again, at least for a couple of days. I am thinking of changing his name to Prodicles.