Abby almost always breaks into a trot when she sees I have arrived at the barn. She hustles on up for her carrots, candy canes, and some scritching, nickering as she comes.
Today as she came up I noticed that her limp is back. I haven't seen her limp for over a month and was hopeful that she was all healed after a year of being a pasture ornament.
Sadly, I guess not. She is still suffering from the effects of the neglect.
My heart breaks for her.