I let them all out Wednesday evening to start eating on it. I had already began slowly reducing their grain intake so their system wouldn't go into shock, and they are used to getting pretty large quanities of alfalfa, so eating it free-choice wasn't too much of a change, either. But, since I was leaving Thursday morning, I wanted to make sure no one got a tummy ache overnight.
And they didn't.
In fact, they pretty much went all-out whole-hog on the roundbale, firmly believing the faster they ate it, the sooner they would get another. When I got home Sunday evening (yes, only 96 hours after they started noshing on it) the roundbale looked like this:
Here's a better look.
I should have known, though. When I first let them at the bale, they dug right in, filling their mouths and bellies like a bunch of ravenous raptors tearing into a brontosaurus.
"Who? Me?"Yes, you.
Just remember kids, it's just food. It's not love.