sunny

Good lord TW was up bright and early today. Just like she use to be. That was nice. We had a good groom , tea tree on my tootsies as one was a bit thrushy, then tack on and off we went.

As we started off I was in two minds, the wind was blowing and the donks leccy fencing was scary as always. I started to back up. Tw laughed and said "well all this time you're wasting and you could be grazing at the top while we wait...". I didn't need telling twice. Nice long rein, lovely and relaxed off we stomped.

Up at the top I settled down for a graze. TW and I had a slight disagreement over where i was allowed to graze and as I turned round she accidentally kicked the back of my leg. OOF! I jumped all four feet off the floor. TW tutted. sorry!

Eventually Monty appeared along the road and off we pottered, all was going well until I think I stood on a stone. Ouch :( It really hurt. Today we did the short road loop. It was really hilly. I alternated between striding out really relaxed and then being sticky and slow. Tw was stressed and confused. She's not sure if it was the stone or the wormer in the week or my new food or the grass growing or a million other things. It was still a nice hack though.

When we left Monty TW thought that maybe it might be a good idea to get off me. I told her not to bother and stomped off, head in the wind taking us both home safely. She was very grateful. We had another trot and I seemed fine again. TW was a bit more relieved. I got to have a nice graze down the track and ignored the daft shitland who appeared to have escaped.

I went straight to the field and had a lovely roll. TW was so impressed I was flinging myself all over the place. Then i settled down to some serious sunbathing and mooching with the Brack.

Mid afternoon I was chilling and catching some rays when I heard a male voice shout me. and whistle. I ignored it. Then a female voice and whistle. Good lord TW and Boblet and the lunatic had walked over to see us. Awesome. we had some nice scratches and cuddles and then they left. Rubbish. I really wanted them to stay.