Thursday Night Fright

Looking back, there had been clues! A weight tape had been used, the hay had been decidedly wet recently after soaking in water all day and a grazing muzzle had made an appearance. Then, on Thursday night, Archie finished his tea and waited patiently for a hay net that never arrived!
Twelve hours without food! TWELVE!
Much to Archie's surprise, a night without food was OK after all, he was still alive and kicking when the sun came up.

The next morning, breakfast was decidedly weird, chaff with glucose powder. 1g of glucose powder per kilo of body weight to be exact.

Then two hours later, the vet arrived!