Monday, 28 January 2013

Scary, scarier, not scared

When TW arrived at the field this morning she was happy as she had a day off work. The happiness didnt last long. I wasnt in the field. SE shouted and shouted and shouted and came slipping and sliding down the field. I shouted her back I was so relieved! Eventually she arrived in the pond field and I ran towards her !!! Sorry, I said . I'd been rummaging in the hedge and all of a sudden popped through the other side!!

Up to the yard and tack on even though it was another windy day. We went through the village and down the bridlepath. The wind was blowing a gale. Stopped to shout ZM then on we went. Today we headed for the next village but the mud stopped us and we had to turn around. We practised some stopping and some little circles and then turned left long the hedge and did some more. As we headed back up the bridlepath I saw ZM and Zoe leaving the field. It was the scariest thing ever. I stopped. I stared. TW was ready for me when I tried to spin. Eventually I walked forward a bit . And stopped and stared. And pooed. And pooed. And pooed. TW wiggled the stick . I moved. I stopped. I shook from my head to my toes. I snorted. I shook. TW talked to me and wiggled the stick and told me that it was ok to stop and we could stand here a while if I wanted but we wouldn't be turning round and we wouldn't be bogging off. OH! After what seemed like a lifetime but really was only a few minutes. I started to scuttle forwards but TW made me walk nicely. She was going to get off me in the village for a stretch but today she said we had to stay together so as not to get into bad habits. I scuttled through the village faster then ever before. Oh dear!

Back in my bed I had kisses with TW and ZM and could relax. Frank came to see me and weate our grub and then a nice vet man came too. He said nice things about me and my posh name and gave me a jab. I tried to kiss him too. Straight after it was back to the field, the wind was still making me jump. I was glad to be back munching with my chums.

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