Early

TW was up super early this morning. We tootled up to the yard and I had my tootsies picked out and TW checked my back. No signs of ticklish ness. Tack on, prolite and mattes pad. TW thinks its too much, what does she know?

Through the village we marched, down the bridlepath, nodded to the boys and Zoe and storm and marched on. Trotted through the field then baxk on the path we practised walking and trotting with tiny aids. TW thought I was a bit sluggish at times, silly billy. There were machines everywhere hiding in the hedges. Cheeky!

We popped through the hedge and turned right, wanted to canter but something scared me and I stopped dead. Oops! Marched a bit further and then turned round and headed home. A big buzzard flew up from the grass and into the tree. It was huge! More trotting and a tiny canter but me and TW were both a bit spooky so we decided to keep walking instead. Back at Zoe's field TW jumped off so I could nom then we headed back to the yard and back to the field. Roasting.