Tom v Tom

It was farrier day on Friday. Me and frank came in then TW went to fetch Bee and we had a graze in the school. Nom. We are hungry. Then we tootled into our beds for a bit more nomming.

Farrier Tom arrived, frank went first. Then it was me. Game on big man. I pretended to be scared. He looked bemused. TW picked out my feet no bother. Then FT started. First foot. I stretched it out in front to try and stop him grabbing it. TW laughed. Hahahah. And gave me some mints to behave. Excellent game. Loads and loads of mints. As some linseed treats. Nom nom nom.

Round he went with me nibbling TW. Wrestle over left hind. He won. TW was embarrassed. But I was ready for him. Back round the front he put one front foot on his stand thing , clever. So I lifted the other front foot up and waved it about a bit. Ain't I clever? FT jumped out of the way a bit. ha!!!

TW says I'm cheeky. No idea what shes on about. Back at the field I wished we had some more hay, the grass is a bit rubbish.