Blue day . . .

Quinn left for Victoria this morning and I think Wilbur's missing him. He's probably missing Mose too. I got home and he's just been lazing around, looking pretty glum. He didn't even want to chew on one of his bones or hoof, which made my heart break. He must be feeling pretty crappy, if he doesn't even want his treats. The upside??? He's moving a little more easily . . . I think. Here's a pic from happier times - a few weeks after we got Mosely last winter.