sausage

The weather is definitely getting warmer and milder. It means the grass is growing. Finally. Tw made a flying visit yesterday with the rabble. This morning she arrived with the monsters but no Blblet as he was finally being allowed a lie in. Bravo TW!

When she got to the field me and the Bee were nomming the haynet in the sunshine. So she headed of round the field with the dogs to exercise their stumpy little legs. And her stumpy little legs. Ha! When they came back she tied the pig to the caravan and got about her stuff while the crazy girls rampaged around.

Today was turn Brack back into a sausage day. And frankly I was impressed by the fact that he let TW catch him, tie him up in the field and put his sausage costume on and rub fly stuff on him all with no fuss at all. Jeez. he is chilled at this home! I was also impressed with TW for being somewhat more organised than previous years. She even said Brack can probably have a new sausage outfit when she has some pennies. Which will be nice as there ain't anything sweet about that boys itching I can tell you.

Next it was my turn for some scratching. Neck only again but I did et her feel my feet as she said she had nasty nightmares last night about me having lammi ffs. Wierdo. I also kept encouraging her to look at the nice fields behind our field but apparently she didn't quite get what I was trying to say. Dumbass. After the scratches I wondered off and then skillfully demonstrated my trotting down hill in the field moves to show that there is feck all wrong with me. But also suggested I'd quite like a new saddle anyway. And a new thermatex. We shall see.....