The last week I have had my feet done, chilled a bit and done some walking in hand. TW has been giving Polly and Lyra quite a bit of attention which is rude I think. However today she managed to find time for me, Jez, Polly and Lyra which is most excellent. The others didn't mind at all, apart from bleddy Bracken for some reason. He needs to watch himself otherwise he will get himself ridden too! Ha! It was another surprisingly sunny day and there were even flies about. There are rumours going round that there will be snow soon though....
Anyhoo, in exchange for mints of the extra strong variety I alowed TW to pop on bored and we dondered up the track as far as the scary flappy poly tunnel thing. Then I agreed we could go past the poly tunnel and TW was super proud of me. Even though I was perhaps a tad nappy today it was a good plod I think. That hackamore thing seems to make us both a bit more relaxed which is good. Hopefully we will try and do some longer rides soon cos we need to get ready for some endurance rides.
Tuesday, 15 January 2019
Tuesday, 8 January 2019
hackamore
Sorry for not blogging yesterday! TW bogged off to the pub last night and had knicked my laptop charger so I was sans battery! What a loser. I had been a super duper super star yesterday too. TW found a purple hackamore in the shed and we squuezed into it and had a very non-nappy pootle. Plus some mints. Result!
Anyhoo, no riding today as TW couldn't get her butt out of bed early enough to do anything before trimmer time. I forgave her though as we had a lovely hay net to nom on and I was most perfect while I had my toes done too. Gold star for me!
Anyhoo, no riding today as TW couldn't get her butt out of bed early enough to do anything before trimmer time. I forgave her though as we had a lovely hay net to nom on and I was most perfect while I had my toes done too. Gold star for me!
Sunday, 6 January 2019
lesson
Today we were thinking about doing a pleasure ride but TW said too soon maybe. So we thought about going up the trail. But TW said maybe we should get 100% at home first. Fair enough. So when Laura came today we agreed to practise riding up the track. In my rope halter. We went up and down and I napped a bit and we battled abit and do you know what? TW won. Couldn't feckng believe it. So we went up and down and turned and stopped and turned and stopped. TW was working hard I reckon cos I mostly wanted to run back to the others until I realised that she was in boss mode. I did get some extra stong mints though in exchange. They reckon I'm moving well at the moment and looking good. The lack of grass means I move better behind and I can turn easily both ways without my tum hurting.
Thursday, 3 January 2019
interesting
So today was an interesting one. TW came up with her pack and chucked out the hay and said we might have a day off. Then she tacked the Poll up and took her for a walk in hand. WTF? I''m not playing that game so when they came back I made sure she took me for an inhand walk too. Up the track and down the road. Obviously I was perfect. Result. And a nice bowl of nosh when I got back.
Anyhoo, TW said we couldn't have extra hay yet and she would come back later and hopefully we would move about the field a bit in the meantime. We didn't of course and when she re-appeared with Boblet and the dogs we were patiently waiting by the fence. I did canter round to the other gate though to make a bit of an effort.
More hay and then the dawgs went for a wall and TW asked if I wanted to do a teeny bit of work for some extra strong mints? Why of course! So she popped on board and we did some bitless schooling in my rope halter as TW wonders if maybe bits are generally annoying me at the moment. I was certainly happier in my halter but obs we didn't go into the big field! Pah!!
Anyhoo, TW said we couldn't have extra hay yet and she would come back later and hopefully we would move about the field a bit in the meantime. We didn't of course and when she re-appeared with Boblet and the dogs we were patiently waiting by the fence. I did canter round to the other gate though to make a bit of an effort.
More hay and then the dawgs went for a wall and TW asked if I wanted to do a teeny bit of work for some extra strong mints? Why of course! So she popped on board and we did some bitless schooling in my rope halter as TW wonders if maybe bits are generally annoying me at the moment. I was certainly happier in my halter but obs we didn't go into the big field! Pah!!
Wednesday, 2 January 2019
Competition
Holy mother of god!! Things have been going so well. This morning TW came up with the dogs and we enjoyed some hay while the sun was coming up, TW said it was fab. I was just nomming tbh - I see it every day ffs.
Anyhoo, post hay I let TW catch me and brush me and tack me up while I nommed a tasty bowl of mash. Then supported by a pocketful of parsnips TW popped on board and we marched about the field and TW made me behave myself although we stayed in a safer zone than yesterday. LOL.
So 5 days out of 5, I was muchly chuffed. Had a nother bowl of mash and a nibble on a spare net and then went back out, feeling smug.
Next thing I see, Polly is getting her feet picked out and going for a walk up the track. WTF? She's been footsore for donkeys but the bugger was striding out all smart and well behaved. I couldnt fecking believe it! Then frikking Lyra jostles to the gate so TW catches her next and only goes and tacks her up in the snazzy purple numnah which was meant to be for me, saddle AND stirrups and my fecking leather girth! Off they tootled like she was used to being tacked up and walked all along the track, watched some traffic including a bus and did some in hand trotting on the way. And she was fecking perfect. FML.
Anyhoo, post hay I let TW catch me and brush me and tack me up while I nommed a tasty bowl of mash. Then supported by a pocketful of parsnips TW popped on board and we marched about the field and TW made me behave myself although we stayed in a safer zone than yesterday. LOL.
So 5 days out of 5, I was muchly chuffed. Had a nother bowl of mash and a nibble on a spare net and then went back out, feeling smug.
Next thing I see, Polly is getting her feet picked out and going for a walk up the track. WTF? She's been footsore for donkeys but the bugger was striding out all smart and well behaved. I couldnt fecking believe it! Then frikking Lyra jostles to the gate so TW catches her next and only goes and tacks her up in the snazzy purple numnah which was meant to be for me, saddle AND stirrups and my fecking leather girth! Off they tootled like she was used to being tacked up and walked all along the track, watched some traffic including a bus and did some in hand trotting on the way. And she was fecking perfect. FML.
Tuesday, 1 January 2019
Happy new year!
Today is the first year of 2019. That means I am 11 years old. Officially. No pressies for me though - gutted. TW did kind of dress up for me today though and had some silly red lipstick on although methinks that was a leftover from last night as she always wears that stuff that sticks around for ages.
Anyhoo, today was an interesting one. Lovely and sunny. I got some hay and then TW got me out of the field for some grub and a brush. Nae bother. I did strongly suggest that I needed some extra nut things though. She obliged.
Me, her, Boblet and the dawgs made our way into the big field and they fecked off and TW clambered onto my back in exchange for some nuts. Fine and dandy. Now riding in the field has not been accomplished for some time due to mud and mojo and other random shizzle. TW suggested it was a good option though rather than having a battle to get up the track. However I was feeling a wee bit fizzy on this fine morning and we walked, jogged and battled about a bit while TW sang me some songs. I just wanted to turn on a sixpence and razz back to the others but she said that was now allowed. Gah! Spoilsport.
Apparently I am being a tad strong at the moment and TW began to think that perhaps the hay dude's words about fizzy hay may indeed be correct. After a very strong attempt at a job she said if I wanted to trot then I could march up the hill and then trot until I was pooped which would be a very silly idea as we are not fit. So I shuck my head, jumped all 4 feet in the air and did a nice buck for a special effect. The bastard didn't even fall off she just twatted me on the neck and told me off. WTF? Then I tried to convince her she was scared but the fecker said I could go near the others but do more work. I couldn't frikking believe it. Fair play. So we marched about a bit more, dodging various things and ponies and then she made me march round the shelter and into the field again. Phew!
Then we marched back, tack off and I got another bowl of grub and some more hay. I was muchly impressed with TW despite her calling me some rude names. She also thinks that despite her fatness that I can obviously carry her weight with no problems given my shenanigans! Pah! Bring it on!
Anyhoo, today was an interesting one. Lovely and sunny. I got some hay and then TW got me out of the field for some grub and a brush. Nae bother. I did strongly suggest that I needed some extra nut things though. She obliged.
Me, her, Boblet and the dawgs made our way into the big field and they fecked off and TW clambered onto my back in exchange for some nuts. Fine and dandy. Now riding in the field has not been accomplished for some time due to mud and mojo and other random shizzle. TW suggested it was a good option though rather than having a battle to get up the track. However I was feeling a wee bit fizzy on this fine morning and we walked, jogged and battled about a bit while TW sang me some songs. I just wanted to turn on a sixpence and razz back to the others but she said that was now allowed. Gah! Spoilsport.
Apparently I am being a tad strong at the moment and TW began to think that perhaps the hay dude's words about fizzy hay may indeed be correct. After a very strong attempt at a job she said if I wanted to trot then I could march up the hill and then trot until I was pooped which would be a very silly idea as we are not fit. So I shuck my head, jumped all 4 feet in the air and did a nice buck for a special effect. The bastard didn't even fall off she just twatted me on the neck and told me off. WTF? Then I tried to convince her she was scared but the fecker said I could go near the others but do more work. I couldn't frikking believe it. Fair play. So we marched about a bit more, dodging various things and ponies and then she made me march round the shelter and into the field again. Phew!
Then we marched back, tack off and I got another bowl of grub and some more hay. I was muchly impressed with TW despite her calling me some rude names. She also thinks that despite her fatness that I can obviously carry her weight with no problems given my shenanigans! Pah! Bring it on!
Monday, 31 December 2018
Three times a worrier
Woohoo three times on the trot (well not literally trotting ffs give me a chance I've only been out of the field 3 times in the last million years!!) we have had some ridden action. This means -
I have been a good lad and allowed myself to get caught
TW has some kind of brave underwear on
I have stood nicely for her to haul her butt on board
How good am I ? Today we did some riding with only a teeny bit of hay beforehand. TW says that means at the moment my guts are A-OK. We reckon the lack of grass this year has probably helped. I think that having a nice stable herd and a more relaxed TW helps muchly too tbh. And obviously I know best. I'm so pleased that we are using the leather girth again - no saddle slippage which means much less anxiety for both me and TW!
Anyhoo, today we decided that we would do a teeny bit of riding with the dawgs (and without Boblet) and TW wants them to come hacking with us eventually. The boy dog was a gob-shite as always. The new Pearl puppy was hilarious. She stood open mouthed whie TW popped on board and then went and clambered up the mud slabs - I think the wierdo was trying to make herself taller too! Lol. It didn't work. She then tried to run about and bark while me and TW were concentrating but we just threatened to run em down and they soon fecked off. We didn't do much today , just some pottering about and a few poles but TW was chuffed with me. I hope we manage to start hacking soon but not sure where we will go as TW doesn't like the roads near home.
I have been a good lad and allowed myself to get caught
TW has some kind of brave underwear on
I have stood nicely for her to haul her butt on board
How good am I ? Today we did some riding with only a teeny bit of hay beforehand. TW says that means at the moment my guts are A-OK. We reckon the lack of grass this year has probably helped. I think that having a nice stable herd and a more relaxed TW helps muchly too tbh. And obviously I know best. I'm so pleased that we are using the leather girth again - no saddle slippage which means much less anxiety for both me and TW!
Anyhoo, today we decided that we would do a teeny bit of riding with the dawgs (and without Boblet) and TW wants them to come hacking with us eventually. The boy dog was a gob-shite as always. The new Pearl puppy was hilarious. She stood open mouthed whie TW popped on board and then went and clambered up the mud slabs - I think the wierdo was trying to make herself taller too! Lol. It didn't work. She then tried to run about and bark while me and TW were concentrating but we just threatened to run em down and they soon fecked off. We didn't do much today , just some pottering about and a few poles but TW was chuffed with me. I hope we manage to start hacking soon but not sure where we will go as TW doesn't like the roads near home.
Sunday, 30 December 2018
twice
The whole gang were up early this morning. Hay deivery time. So we got down to nomming while the hay got stacked away nicely as Boblet was here. TW told the hay dudes how nice the hay was and how filling it was in our tums. One hay dude said that his mum's pony can't eat it as it's making him wappy. TW said she was surprised as we were all so chilled! Pah!
Anyhoo, when they had gone TW dragged me out of the field and gave me a crappy bowl of chaff as she CBA to soak mash today. Of course I ignored it and mugged her for polos. Result. Tack on, TW on board and Boblet opening the gate. Lol. So I twatted about just enough to make Boblet walk with us up the track, pulled my head down a few times to get some grass and then decided to be a good bean. Half way down the track and the wind blew up so TW said we could go back, so I twatted about on the way just enough to scare her and then Boblet had to come back and walk with us! Ha!!
"Get off and walk him" said Boblet
"I agree" says me.
Fecking TW only says nah and starts to laugh and then made me do some wanky schooling in Polly's patch, using Polly as an obstacle to walk round ffs. Then she got Boblet to put some fecking poles down and we had to walk over them too! TBH that was most excellent. We are doing some online endurance coaching shizzle and TW says I have to be less on the forehand as it's bad for me. She's not really sure what that means but she says when my big head is tipping everything forward that's probably not the way to be. She's also been looking at that Karl dude on facebook talking about confidence shizzle and is doing random standing in her stirrups wierdness. Big lump. Whaever makes her happy I guess.
In other news the fecking horsebox is stuck in the mud which made TW mad as she wants to go out in it soon. We need some dry weather!
Anyhoo, when they had gone TW dragged me out of the field and gave me a crappy bowl of chaff as she CBA to soak mash today. Of course I ignored it and mugged her for polos. Result. Tack on, TW on board and Boblet opening the gate. Lol. So I twatted about just enough to make Boblet walk with us up the track, pulled my head down a few times to get some grass and then decided to be a good bean. Half way down the track and the wind blew up so TW said we could go back, so I twatted about on the way just enough to scare her and then Boblet had to come back and walk with us! Ha!!
"Get off and walk him" said Boblet
"I agree" says me.
Fecking TW only says nah and starts to laugh and then made me do some wanky schooling in Polly's patch, using Polly as an obstacle to walk round ffs. Then she got Boblet to put some fecking poles down and we had to walk over them too! TBH that was most excellent. We are doing some online endurance coaching shizzle and TW says I have to be less on the forehand as it's bad for me. She's not really sure what that means but she says when my big head is tipping everything forward that's probably not the way to be. She's also been looking at that Karl dude on facebook talking about confidence shizzle and is doing random standing in her stirrups wierdness. Big lump. Whaever makes her happy I guess.
In other news the fecking horsebox is stuck in the mud which made TW mad as she wants to go out in it soon. We need some dry weather!
Saturday, 29 December 2018
Floodlit
TW has been one big depressed mess for weeks now. Lord above. But thankfully she's got a bit of time off work over Chrimbo and has managed to have some zzzzzz's. So the last few days I've been giving her the eye and plenty of kisses and suggesting it's got to be time to get back at it? Nearly new year and all!
Anyhoo, we got some good feeds today and then she came back just as it started to get dark and she had got her fecking brave pants on! And a packet of polos in her pocket. Result! So I got tacked up in the dark assisted by Boblet's floodlights , sadly I had to wear the leather bridle as she couldn't see well enough to use my blue one as it gets all tangled up due to her inability to hang things up properly (feck me I sound like that nobber Boblet now!). I had my nice leather native pony girth on too - that's definitely the best option. And in exchange for an occassional polo I let TW clamber on board and we pootled about and did some stretches too. She was very pleased. Apparently I was PERFECT!!!
In other news. the Jig-meister has moved in next door to the field that will always be known as the donkey field. it was good to see him again instead of just shouting over the valley to him. He tarted about abit but we just shouted an occassional greeting and carried on eating. Mikka-moo was tempted to tart about too but I had a stern word and she behaved herself. Ha!!
Anyhoo, we got some good feeds today and then she came back just as it started to get dark and she had got her fecking brave pants on! And a packet of polos in her pocket. Result! So I got tacked up in the dark assisted by Boblet's floodlights , sadly I had to wear the leather bridle as she couldn't see well enough to use my blue one as it gets all tangled up due to her inability to hang things up properly (feck me I sound like that nobber Boblet now!). I had my nice leather native pony girth on too - that's definitely the best option. And in exchange for an occassional polo I let TW clamber on board and we pootled about and did some stretches too. She was very pleased. Apparently I was PERFECT!!!
In other news. the Jig-meister has moved in next door to the field that will always be known as the donkey field. it was good to see him again instead of just shouting over the valley to him. He tarted about abit but we just shouted an occassional greeting and carried on eating. Mikka-moo was tempted to tart about too but I had a stern word and she behaved herself. Ha!!
Tuesday, 6 November 2018
RIP staffiosa
When I was a youngster fresh over from Ireland I lived in Bradmore if you can remember that far back? Back then TW's staffiosa would always be around, running round the yard. playing in the school and causing havoc during poo picking. The wee muscly dog would bark bark bark at the poo shovel and bite the scoop and drive TW mad. They would sometimes come hacking with me and we woud race each other down the bridlepaths and they would mooch about and eat chocolate biscuits while me and the boys chilled in our stables. One time me and Pig had a great game poking each other with sticks . I think he got barred ffrom the Bradmore field when he chased a rabbit. They've mostly been on every yard with me and Brack and since we had our own field they have always been knocking about, wrestling and kicking off at other dogs if they got chance. They've always made me and Bee laugh.
Yesterday me and the Pig had a good game, I ran at him in the field really fast and made him jump out the way. It made TW laugh out loud. Last night though somthing horrible happened and now the staffiosa are no more. It's so confusing and TW is so upset. There has always been a staffiosa and now I'm not sure what will happen as it just doesn't make sense.
Yesterday me and the Pig had a good game, I ran at him in the field really fast and made him jump out the way. It made TW laugh out loud. Last night though somthing horrible happened and now the staffiosa are no more. It's so confusing and TW is so upset. There has always been a staffiosa and now I'm not sure what will happen as it just doesn't make sense.
Sunday, 21 October 2018
grub
TW is itching to get out on some rides again. Thank feck for that. Trouble is she's too fecking busy. And we've had some lovely sunny days too.. Typical!
Anyhoo she's thinking about grub again and I might get some of pink mash stuff. Yesterday we started on the forage plus balancer stuff. Feck me those nuggets are HUGE!! TW left me tied up nomming and I got stuck in. When she turned round she noticed I was just stood not eating. She thought I had finished already but I let her know I was choking. I stood nicely while she whacked up and down my neck SO fecking hard. A couple of times I thought I was going to pass out and my legs buckled a bit but she kept thwacking and eventually I was ok. Then I told her I wanted my grub back but she only gave me a bowl of chaff. I was fecking furious so she turned me out and told me to have a drink.
This morning when she came she told me to eat slower and I took her advice. I think she is thinking about booking us on some rides soon but I have no idea if we will actually get to go....
Anyhoo she's thinking about grub again and I might get some of pink mash stuff. Yesterday we started on the forage plus balancer stuff. Feck me those nuggets are HUGE!! TW left me tied up nomming and I got stuck in. When she turned round she noticed I was just stood not eating. She thought I had finished already but I let her know I was choking. I stood nicely while she whacked up and down my neck SO fecking hard. A couple of times I thought I was going to pass out and my legs buckled a bit but she kept thwacking and eventually I was ok. Then I told her I wanted my grub back but she only gave me a bowl of chaff. I was fecking furious so she turned me out and told me to have a drink.
This morning when she came she told me to eat slower and I took her advice. I think she is thinking about booking us on some rides soon but I have no idea if we will actually get to go....
Thursday, 18 October 2018
rides
I'm realy starting to get frustrated, I need to get out on a ride bfore the end of the year but TW is worried about being too fat, my tummy and the other peeps being too speedy and the rides being too long. I just want to get cracking again. There's not long left this year now. To get motivated TW is buying me some new purple stuff which sounds nice. Bracky is a bit quiet at the moment which is worrying her but I reckon he's just finding the changing weather a bit wierd.
Tuesday, 16 October 2018
Nowt
Not much has been happening in the world of the herd. Dull. We've had some pissy rain and the midges have been very annoying. Me and Bee have been spending some time bonding again and there has been quite a bit of charging about in the mud. TW ain't so keen on that shizzle.
Yesterday in the runing about-ness Brack ran between Lolly and Mikka and they both shot a hind leg out in a kind of kick him or leg him up stylee. I can't remember the last time I saw TW laugh so much.
Anyhoo, today we got new grub. That thuderbrook chaff is fecking vile. Jezey and Bracky barged through the gate when I was eating which led to Brack getting two bowls of grub and TW and Jezey having a mahoosive row. TW got uber cross and they had a groundwork battle and they both got hot and grumpy. TW said that Jezey is the only fecker who pretends not to understand and that perhaps the home for life rule may cease to apply. But we all know she don't mean that.
Brack made it worse by refusing to go back into the field which resulted in TW getting him in a headlock to wrestle him out as he didnt have a headcollar on. Feck me!! I just want to start getting back out on some rides now. Ooh and I have a new rug which I imagine the gingers will pinch if it's not too big for them.
Yesterday in the runing about-ness Brack ran between Lolly and Mikka and they both shot a hind leg out in a kind of kick him or leg him up stylee. I can't remember the last time I saw TW laugh so much.
Anyhoo, today we got new grub. That thuderbrook chaff is fecking vile. Jezey and Bracky barged through the gate when I was eating which led to Brack getting two bowls of grub and TW and Jezey having a mahoosive row. TW got uber cross and they had a groundwork battle and they both got hot and grumpy. TW said that Jezey is the only fecker who pretends not to understand and that perhaps the home for life rule may cease to apply. But we all know she don't mean that.
Brack made it worse by refusing to go back into the field which resulted in TW getting him in a headlock to wrestle him out as he didnt have a headcollar on. Feck me!! I just want to start getting back out on some rides now. Ooh and I have a new rug which I imagine the gingers will pinch if it's not too big for them.
Sunday, 7 October 2018
Bye
Dear Franklyn
It's been lovely spending some time again with you bud. Sorry you had to go again before we properly had chance to be proper buds again, I know you understand that I had to protect my position as boss of the herd. I appreciate you allowing me to keep that cos I know you could have taken over if you wanted to. Hope you are happy in your new home and you can come back anytime (but preferably when we have more grass). Hopefully TW will bring me to visit soon and we can go for a hack and have races like we used to.
Love Bot
It's been lovely spending some time again with you bud. Sorry you had to go again before we properly had chance to be proper buds again, I know you understand that I had to protect my position as boss of the herd. I appreciate you allowing me to keep that cos I know you could have taken over if you wanted to. Hope you are happy in your new home and you can come back anytime (but preferably when we have more grass). Hopefully TW will bring me to visit soon and we can go for a hack and have races like we used to.
Love Bot
Saturday, 6 October 2018
Oops
Its been pishing down. So we had a chat and broke through the fence and went back into the paddock. TW wasn't too impressed I don't think although she did find it funny that Jezey, Dilly , Misty and Frank just stood at the gate forlornly. They're bums were too big to fit through I reckon.
Wednesday, 19 September 2018
rush
Dear TW
I'm getting a little bit sick and tired of you always being in a rush. I hate to say it but I agree with that Boblet, you're too busy and i need more attention (please note I need more attention and NOT Boblet). However I will let you off today as it was very windy and you gave me a nice bowl of grub for brekky. I nominate Misty to be your PA and sort your diary out for you so that we see more of you .
Love
Bot
I'm getting a little bit sick and tired of you always being in a rush. I hate to say it but I agree with that Boblet, you're too busy and i need more attention (please note I need more attention and NOT Boblet). However I will let you off today as it was very windy and you gave me a nice bowl of grub for brekky. I nominate Misty to be your PA and sort your diary out for you so that we see more of you .
Love
Bot
Tuesday, 18 September 2018
Hot
So we've been shut out of the paddock as bleddy Misty kept ruining it by sneaking under the fence into the next paddock even though we had plenty of grass. So the hay has increased and fortunately there's been some growth in the big field. The weather is so bleddy wierd, it's been windy and then got really hot today which made us really sleepy. I got lots of kisses and tried to steal Boblet's hat while he was mending another broken fence rail. I'm a bit bored of not being ridden now.
Friday, 14 September 2018
stuffed
Dear TW
Yup we were all stuffed when you got to us this morning. However as you see that doesn't mean we don't want hay. We all managed to nom down a slice each beofre we passed out in a grass coma.
I hope you noticed I did a big poo though to reassure you my guts were ok today. I deserve some brownie points I reckon.
Love
Bot
Yup we were all stuffed when you got to us this morning. However as you see that doesn't mean we don't want hay. We all managed to nom down a slice each beofre we passed out in a grass coma.
I hope you noticed I did a big poo though to reassure you my guts were ok today. I deserve some brownie points I reckon.
Love
Bot
Wednesday, 12 September 2018
oi
Dear TW
The grub is much appreciated but I reckon you have two options
1. more grass
2. more hay
as it's fecking cold this evening and I can't stand the drama llama's when everyone gets hungry (Mikka!). And I know you're still feeling grotty and too heavy but we really need to get back in work soon.
Love
Bot
The grub is much appreciated but I reckon you have two options
1. more grass
2. more hay
as it's fecking cold this evening and I can't stand the drama llama's when everyone gets hungry (Mikka!). And I know you're still feeling grotty and too heavy but we really need to get back in work soon.
Love
Bot
Tuesday, 11 September 2018
grub
Tw is super tired at the moment which means she is in zombie mode when we see her. Mind you, today she managed a wee burst of energy and got us all in for grub (not Bee obviously). It was most tasty. I had chaff, nuts and balancer. TW says that this next month might just be a month of getting into a new routine which probably means no riding as she is being a lazy bones. Pah!
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