Yesterday when I went out to see Abby, she seemed a bit under the weather. While the rest of the herd was grazing, she was standing with her legs in an unusual placement and not eating.
But, as soon as she saw my car, she came right up to the gate for a visit.
We visited for a while and I did my usual check for cuts, bumps, or scrapes. Everything appeared as though it were fine.
Still, I couldn't shake the feeling that she was a little off, and as I drove down the lane to go home, I stopped and watched her some more. Again, she stood oddly for a few moments, and then resumed grazing.
With thoughts of colic or founder on my mind, I decided to come back in a few hours and check on her again. I also texted Tim and let him know I thought she might be off, but would go out and check her myself and then let him know if anything was amiss.
I returned about three hours later as the sun was beginning to go down. Unable to believe her good fortune at having two visits in one day, Abby eagerly hustled up to the gate as soon as she saw me.
Again we visited (and she got another candy cane) and this time she seemed more like herself - alert, a little sassy, eager to lick my hands, and not listless or acting oddly at all.
Still, I watched her closely for any signs that she was not feeling well, but there was no odd stances or indications that she was off.
As I drove down the lane to go home, I stopped and observed Abby for a while, just as I had several hours earlier. She was with her BFF, Diablo, grazing contentedly, and just fine.
I'll go out this morning again and do a check, but I think whatever it was has passed. Abby has never been ill in the five years I have had her; looks like that run of good health is continuing.