Unfortunately every time I have planned on moving Hugo, he injures himself again. So I took advantage of 2 accident free days to float him over last night.
Hugo really couldn't have cared less, wasn't terribly interested in talking to the youngsters over the fence, he just wanted to pig out on the fantastic grass in his new paddock. Billy on the other hand, was beyond desperate to 'talk' to Hugo. Following him up and down the fence line, staring oggle eyed at him while Hugo grazed. Billy would look at me, then look at Hugo, then back at me, as if to ask why Hugo wouldn't talk to him
Grumpy old man!