Boss

Today was interesting. I was meant to be having an early fast hack but the wee muscley dogs slave ( aka Boblet) let the new puppy into bed at 5am. So TW was on a go slow. And then she sped up so we were back on for the hack!

It was icy cold at the yard but the fast one turned me out in my rug. And then tried to stone Sebs owner to death. Or something. Thats a bit mean I thought. TW arrived and back in I came and got down to some serious haylage nomming while TW inhaled rescue remedy like it was going out of fashion.

TW said we could try the new old saddle again today. So we got dressed up, TW jumped on and we strolled up the track. TW has lost her glasses btw. So she didnt notice the fire behind the hedge. I did though! Took a few minutes to convince me to get past that bugger.

Met up with Jiggy and off we went, feeling good and had a nice natter. Had a few jumps at nobby eejits but all was good. On to the bridlepath, I had a bit of a cheeky trot. Oof. Not sure everything felt ok. Tried to have an official trot behind Jiggy and something felt wrong. Jiggys mum said I wasn't lame, TW thought it was the saddle. Bugger! Said hi to the deer and pootled a bit further. Stopped and looked at TW. Time to head home methinks. Jiggy went one way and we went the other. Now lets see how brave we are!

Back past the deer no bother. back down the steep bridlepath. TW got off and we walked together, I tried to push her off the cliff edge but she told me off. HA! At the bottom she popped on a wall and got back on. Fine by me. We crept along the road with TW wondering whether I was ok to be ridden.

At the main road she was going to get off and walk but we decided to have a little go and see how we got on. She was so nervous. It was ok though cos I looked after. Off I strolled past the butcher and the crazy house, past the parked cars and dodging drivers. TW sang some songs and I suggested we could always walk on the wrong side of the road on the path if she was that scared. She said not though. Rude!

Eventually we got back to the track to the yard so TW jumped off. It was the longest road work we had ever done on our own. She said she was so proud. So I spooked at the fire and nearly knocked her over. Oops! She still let me have a munch on some grass though before chucking me back in the field. Good job Im the boss.

sleepy

It was rainy today on the hill in Derbyshire. That meant a day in bed for me nomming on haylage. Bracky mooched about the field on his own-some chatting to the friendly cows and occasionally shouting to me and Seb. TW was sulking at work again as she hadn't won the lottery. No luck!

Mojo hunting

TW has decided that she hates work and mostly would like to spend her time riding and walking the dawgs ( and eating cake says Bracky-pants!). Sadly as she is neither rich or likely to be rich this isn't an option. Rubbish!It would be nice to get all fit and fast again like we were in 2013.....

TW says it would be great to do a 20LS this year...hope she gets herself fitter first! Jeez!

the sunshine

Today the sunshine returned. It was awesome.I got to go out in the field with Bracky-pants and Seb for some mooching and rolling and snoozing. Sadly TW didn't arrive today, oh no she was back at work. Feeling very grumpy and sorry for herself no doubt while we enjoyed what might be the start of spring.

TW was keen to check we were out in the field after a few days in the big stable so she checked with the full livery lady AKA the fast one. Stupidly TW put far too many kisses on the text message (8 and counting) so lord knows what the fast one thought. Bracky thought it was bleddy hilarious, he's such a meany. Hahahaha!!!! Little does he know that TW has been thinking about letting Bracky try the new old treeless saddle. Now that would be worth watching! i wonder who could ride him.....

Working from home...

Another pishy squishy muddy day. In my new life this means standing in my mahoosive stable munching haylage and chatting to Seb while Bracky-pants splodges about in the field shouting. It's mostly good. We are a bit posh since we moved and have a full-livery arrangement going with the nice dudes up the road. It works fine although "ethically" TW is unsure how she feels about it. Bracky says she is a posh bint nowadays what with her freelander and all. I don't agree. She still looks like a scarecrow most of the time.

Anyways I was having a lovely snooze this lunch time when all of a sudden TW and the wee muscley dog arrived. Wowzer! She had a new old new saddle with her, treeless thing apparently. On it went, fit quite nice so we both had a shot of the new rescue remedy shizzle and got ready to rumble.

I didn't nap today , it was all nice and chilled ( nom rescue remedy boozey juice). Even though TW's stirrups were far too long and she was ripe for flinging in the mud, we just had a nice pootle up and down the track while the wee muscley dog ran about sneezing. Dumbass. We saw a robin which TW always likes and had a slip about in the mud. Then I got to graze for a while by the car while TW shouted abuse at TWMD. Hilarious.

Then it was back to my haylage for a quick kiss and sadly no more boozey juice. I quite like the new old saddle thing though. I've put a few pics here today so you can see how I've changed since I came over from Ireland as a 4 year old. I'm 7 now. TW says thats a great age.

Here I go again

Well it's certainly been a long time..... Frank has been off living the high life with his lovely new owner for nearly a year now. TW tried her hardest to get shot of the Brack but he is the eternal bad penny and kept coming back so she eventually gave up. We all moved house and are now living in Derbyshire which is lovely.

2014 was a quiet year for riding. 2015 is apparently going to be different. We have 6 weeks until our first NS ride and neither me or TW are remotely fit. Now as we know one of us will get fit fairly easily, the other well that is a completely different story!

Today we had a pootle about in the mud. It was all good. The fog gave me enough of an opportunity to pretend to be a little bit scared, the noisy old tractor was just noisy enough to allow me to be on my toes and when I spotted Seb and his owner mooching back to the yard it would have been rude if I hadn't bogged off across the field wouldn't it? Sadly TW was having none of it and gave me a mahoosive guilt trip and said she was DISAPPOINTED in me. Good Lord! It seems that it is indeed game on once more!

Bitless Bot = no brakes

the mud is still here. TW came up before lunch with the muscley dog and her slave. She dragged me out of the mud and tacked me up. Bitless. Hehehehe.

Through the village and down the slippy bridlepath. TW was worried she said it was grotty and I said I didn't want to trot. She said ok.

On the straight bit I changed my mind. Had a trot. TW made me turn and trot back to the the wee muscley dog and her slave. Then round again. I had a little nap. TW told me off. It was ON!!

Trot trot trot. Nice and strong. TW was impressed. Turn round. Nap. Trot trot trot. Stronger and stronger. Finally TW realised she had no brakes. Super strong trot and a cheeky canter or too. Hahahaha. TW had achey arms. The slave had jumped out of the way a few times too . I was shattered by the end. Phew. TW was impressed. The slave gave me the apples. It was all good.