Post by Cara on Dec 31, 2011 2:31:25 GMT
OOC: Baby sleeping and I got muse
"How are you feeling, my beautiful girl?" She asked softly as she ran her hands down the Warmblood's face tenderly. The mare used to live in the Campbell stables, but recently, just before she had been shifted to the Lockwood Stables - almost a month ago now - she had aborted her foal and since then had been in a state of depression. An equine version of post-natal depression, or PND, if the woman wasn't mistaken. The funny thing was that she didn't major in equine husbandry while doing her veterinary training so she was really just working on her gut feelings right now. She knew that physically the mare was sound, it was just the emotional side of things that needed addressing now.
She let herself into the stall and checked the mare's feed bucket - which once again had hardly been touched - and water bucket. At least the haynet had been half emptied so the woman knew that the mare was at least eating something. "You need to pull yourself out of this funk, Missy." She told the mare as she kissed her on the nose. "You need to get healthy again so we can go riding." The mare had lost all of her shine, and Demeter didn't want to put anymore strain on the stressed horse, by asking her to do work. "I'd love to put you out with Dime. She's grown so much and looks just like you." Other then the socks that the filly had on her hind legs, of course, but even their face markings were identical.