I gave Olly some salad today, then said. “There you go my boy, make you big and strong that will lovely, its got carrot, greens, what else? Where is my magnifying glass?” Olly was munching away as I looked for my magnifier glass, I found it, its a special one because of my eyes and read the bag, I said. “Right its got carrots rocket, oh no baby stop, its got Iceberg lettuce in, Mummy is so sorry baby.” I went into his pen and stroked him and said. “I’ll just take the lettuce, you know Mummy never gives you lettuce because she’s unsure, iceberg is nice but not for a special boy like you.” I always talk to Olly like  this.

I called the vets and I was told he might have some runny poop, if it gets really bad to take him in and to make sure he has plenty of hay and water.

Its been over 5 hours and he’s fine, is the panic over?

I never meant to do it, I’ll have to get some sticky bright coloured stickers because of my eyes so I know what’s Olly’s.