too much snow

The snow keeps coming and going, coming and going. Absolute fricking nightmare. Especially as everytime the snow comes Mikka goes frikking nuts and tries to kill us all. We keep telling her (as does TW) that there is always plenty of hay but she gets in some wierd mad panic. Nob. Boblet got very cross at her today and said she needs to go and live somewhere else as she's a meany. TW just chuntered at him. We all know Mikka is here for good and we know she will be better when the weather warms up.

I had some lovely kisses with TW today while she was sorting out the frozen water situation. I ate plenty of hay and then did some sun bathing before the snow came again. TW says that the roads will be icy tomorrow so we had some extra tea time hay in case she comes a little bit later in the morning.

fecking baltic

let's be clear about something. It is absolutely fecking baltic at the moment, Thanks feck for having a big hairy coat.

TW has been contemplating riding me but is not sure whether it is fair on my poorly teeth and is not feeling brave enough to go bitless again just yet. Quite frankly at the moment my main priority is munching as much hay as I can to keep myself warm. TW seems to be employing the same strategy but substituting cake for hay.

At least she has finally acknowledged that I am mostly misunderstood. Ha! On friday before she went away for her birthday she spotted me pulling faces and moving everyone around. And told me off. Until she realised that what I was doing was moving everyone about so everyone got some hay rather than the gobby feckers ( naming no names Mikka) getting it all. She also noticed I did the same thing to move everyone out of the way for the dawgs to get through the gate. I am an ANGEL!!

Anyhoo, she rode the Belle today and I was sceptical as it was blowing a gale and snowing but to my surprise they did good. I need to get my toofypegs sorted and Boblet needs to get that horsebox good to go asap so I can get back out there and remind TW of my talents I reckon. And keep feeding TW cakeage too cos if she loses weight I suspect I might get surpassed by those two ginger monkeys.
Pah! Bracky says I've got nowt to worry about there then but the Belle has lost a tonne of weight over winter and if she can do it.....well who knows!

Let's do this again....

Ok so I know I have been quiet but quite frankly TW has been such a slacker again there hasn't been much to talk about. Last year I got out to a few pleasure rides but then got poorly after a lovely day at Chatsworth so I have mostly been chilling again in the field with the others, getting muddy and hairy.

It feels like the longest winter ever!! But I know TW has a new old horsebox and I'm keen to get out and about again if she can ever find the time to get going again. I had the dentist on Monday and she realised I had two cracked teeth at the back of my mouth so I have to have a vet lady out to sort me. TW called me sicknote!! I couldn't believe it. Cheeky git! So I decided to dust off my old laptop and start blogging again to prove that I am coming into my prime! Wish me luck.

5 years

Today is the 5th anniversary of me moving to be with TW. It was pishing down on that day when I moved to Bradmore and spent a cosy night in the stable. Today it was pishing down and I spent the day in the field all soggy with my gang. But that's ok. Although an occasional deep straw bed would not go amiss......

Anyhoo, I reckon TW is lucky to have me. I've taught her alot and we've done loads of good stuff together including riding at a race-course, hunting, jumping, dressage and endurance stuff. We've had a quiet couple of years recently but that's ok cos everyone needs time to chill now and again. I was hoping for a new horsebox and a thermatex for my anniversary present but it's not arrived yet. Hopefully it's on order!

washed away

Lordy the rain has been hammering down. After a few good days of pootling about and trying to teach TW how to clicker train us the weather got wet and we went crazy.

The shelter men arrived this morning and we set about bucking, rearing and mostly twatting about. All led by the piaffing shetland. She was on fire!! Then TW got worried about Jez and tried to put her muzzle on her but wierdy Mikka wanted it on cos she knew there was a mint reward at stake. WTF? Wierd wierd ginge. Jez had it on eventually. She was not happy. TW felt really sad but said it had to be done. And then we all lined up to nip Jez cos we knew she couldnt nip us back. Ha!

TW came back in the evening with Boblet and the dawgs and we went to see her and investigate the new shelter. We all crowded round so TW got in and Lyra followed her. Brave baby. Then Brack and Dilly set about trying to trash the shelter by rubbing on it really hard and Mikka stalked TW some more in case there were treats around. There weren't.

skips and clicks

Bright and early this morning a dude arrived at the yard. He had a huge shiny red truck with a rattly skip on the back. He sat and waited for a while cos TW was late (or he was early she says) and then dumped a skip by the trailer and fecked off super quick. I have never seen TW so excited EVER!! She got busy chucking stuff in from all over the yard. We mostly ignored her. She opened the gate so we could come up for a nosey but we just nommed. Too early and too warm for that shizzle.

Anyhoo, after mucho trashing stuff the bugger only came into the field for me. I made a slight dodge but when the "I have mints" line again was used I caved super fast. The girls sneered at me, apart from Mikka she loves grub more than me.

So tack on and TW on and this time we headed off with no napping at all. We focused on staying nice and calm and we made our way further down the field today. TW was very impressed. I mostly loved my mints. The flights were fecking shite though so after a few little trots by the water she popped off and sprayed me with tea juice.

Later on she came back with the dawgs and a bum bag. TBH she looked like a right wierdo so we all ignored her. Until she shook the bumbag. The next thing the arabs were on her like flies on poo getting clicks and treats. WTF? I eventually got em all out the way and spent the next ten minutes trying to figure out to get a click and a treat. It was bleddy hard, my brain hurt. Lyra walked over and touched the pedestal and got a click and a treat and then mostly through herself about and tried to stamp on the dawgs while I tried to get what TW wanted me to do. Eventually I got into a nice pattern of nose to the thing and then I got loads of treats. Awesome. Then we all got a click and a treat and TW bogged off.

Next thing she was at the gate again and the arabs caned it up there. We couldnt be arsed. Mikka is the greediest pony I have ever met. She got clicks and treats for not mugging but I'm not sure she got owt for kicking Lyra's ass when she tried to get involved. Ha!!

famous

oof it was another roasty toasty day today. We were all chilling by the shelters when TW arrived and she said it was too warm for riding today. So she made some fresh fly spray up from tea and oils and did some negotiating over some sprays in exchange for mints. It mostly worked well and even Lyra managed a little spray today. Trouble is Mikka gets a bit mint obsessed and stalked TW and ended up with loads of fly spray in the hope she could extra sweets. She is a wierdo. So then TW offered treats for swaps for backing up. Lordy I could not be arsed with that shizzle.

Anyhoo, she picked some poo and then we all had a nice snooze and TW sat and chilled with us. A bit later some lady arrived from the radio to chat to TW about us. We all bogged off out the way and when they came into the field Mikka bit the lady on the bum. Oops! Not sure that was helpful. Pah!!

TW came back later with Boblet and the dawgs but we were still in the bottom of the field ignoring her. Ha!!