Tuesday, 26 June 2007

Let the Panic Begin

It is just past midnight on Friday night and I am hurriedly driving through the rain. Not to get home from a party or social gathering. Not to check out Oslo’s nightlife or meet up with friends. But to see a horse. Because I just had this feeling. The panic has now set in for real.

And as I stood there in the darkness watching a most certainly not about to give birth Bellis snoozing again after greeting me with a surprised cuddle, I realized that it was time to move out to the yard. That feeling I suddenly got on Friday night whilst watching TV is going to turn into a permanent state until the foal is born. The feeling that something could be happening right now and that I ought to be there.

Despite the vet saying two days earlier that she did not expect anything to happen for another week. Despite seeing with my own eyes on Friday night when I left the yard at eight o’clock that there were no signs of anything happening yet.

So from last night we have been sleeping at the yard. That way she can be checked on last thing, first thing and in between as required. Hopefully it will be one long week and not three. Either way it is a small sacrifice to make to ensure that the foal arrives safely.

Wish me luck!

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