Chapter Thirty One – How do you solve a problem…?

I would like to think that my children are fairly well behaved, based on feedback from other parents, teachers etc, I think they are doing ok. But how do you really know and what benchmark should we use for assessing this, for example if we were to follow the example set on the television, what would we look to; Little House on the Prairie, The Simpsons, Omen?! All programmes/films that show children displaying a variety of personalities and behaviours, that I think I have seen from my kids – in varying degrees – over the years. But the headmistress hasn’t called me (yet) and my conclusion is therefore; so far, so good.

Having said that, they are children, and are more than capable of resembling feral monkeys as they screech round the garden, swinging from the trees – like some twisted version of a scene from ‘The Sound of Music.’

For those of you that haven’t had the pleasure of watching The Sound of Music, it had a scene in it where the normally regimented troupe of children, are found happily/wildly playing in the trees, on the lane up to their house. Well, I am certainly no Julie Andrews (Maria or Mary Poppins) so when the wildness sets into the eyes of the kids, this sort of behaviour can take its toll on my generally calm demeanour. And as I struggle to regain some control of the situation – I usually find myself contemplating my escape over the mountains to Switzerland.

But if you were given the option of swapping that wild scene, for a picture of the kids lying on the sofa with a tummy bug, the tree trapeze wins every time. When they aren’t well or feeling like themselves, you would do anything to be shouting at them to: “get down from there, don’t touch that, just be quiet for one minute….please!”

The contrast when a horse isn’t well can also be quite shocking and over the years I have seen and nursed many an injury and illness and you always find yourself willing them to get better, just like a child. When Tag decided it was his turn to be poorly this week, the change in his energy and interest, turned him into a rather docile, lackluster version of his former self. A simple bang to his leg and a flare up of mud fever, had proved to get the better of him and we were left with a very sore and sad Tag.

Hugging his head is definitely not his embrace of choice, but he was taking any comfort he could get – and from anyone that was offering (he usually growls at most people except me and Megan). Following some pain relief and antibiotics, he started to get brighter and his ‘resting grumpy face’ was slowly re-appearing.

Tag doesn’t really get sick and over the years we’ve only had to get the vet out once (he had managed to lodge a bit of wire in his foot), so I’ve been really lucky with him. The change in his mood was quite a shock and it did upset me, and even though I have enjoyed the hugs, I was still willing him to return to his usual feral self.

Hopefully that’s him on the mend now and when I’m tearing my hair out in a few weeks as he does his best impersonation of Red Rum around the field, I’ll remember how I felt seeing him unwell and I’ll smile, not shout – for a while anyway 🤦‍♀️🙈😇🐴👍

#feralkidsandhorses #thehillsarealive #withalotofshouting #getwellsoontag #wemissyourgrumpyface 🤣

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