Today was a sunny day. But really freaking windy. TW bowled up to the yard with Boblet and the ratbags and promptly tied the Pig to the caravan so she could see to me. Excellent. It might have been a nice day for riding but the field was far more inviting. Out we went, through the mud and before TW could shut the gate thing I was down on the floor. Rolling. In all the mud. It felt fabulous!
She tootled off with the pig and they all had a play in the field. They are so weird chasing after tennis balls. Poor Iggy piggy has to stay on his big long lunge line for being a fecking cow chasing barsteward (so Boblet says). TW did let him off briefly while they tired him out on the hill. heheheh, chubby puppy. I bet he would write an interesting blog!
After the pups were pooped ( well Iggy was pooped and Boblet was too cold) they all trooped into the caravan and TW came back to give me some cuddles. I followed her about the field a bit and she was really chuffed until she realised I was doing the face pulling behind her back again. Oops! Then I got chased round ( not really as she's about as fit as Iggy piggy) and we got down to some nice muddy scratches. My fur is starting to come out,spring must be on its way. Apart from the fact that the gritters were out at bed time. FFS.
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