Pepper and I waited in the car for Stephen, our farrier to arrive – the car was somewhere out of the wind and in a good spot to see him come down the track.

And arrive he did.

The Minions were checked and trimmed first and they all behaved themselves…..

The others watched on.

While Stephen (our farrier) was working, I had the pleasure of lovely smiling (if grubby) faces.

Pepper was very involved too.

I did ask Stephen if he minded Newt being helpful, but he said he trusted them and understood that my ponies are inquisitive and not bitey.

Meanwhile, Pepper is going to get kicked one day because she is far too trusting.  Having said that, this is Fivla she is walking under and to kick would actually involve effort – and that’s never going to happen.  Fivla does not believe in effort.

Anyway, everyone was deemed fit and well, with no laminitis or signs of hoof deterioration, which was a huge relief.  Stephen also said they looked so much better than last year.  On the downside, he said ***cough *** that the Icelandics looked a tad on the fat side.  I don’t see it myself.

Especially if I stand far away!