Today is an indoor day.  It’s vile outside, though warm – wind and rain.  The Shetland ponies swallowed down their breakfast, which I had to take to them as they refused to leave their newly-found field.  I served it on the grass.  No buckets. I only have two arms for lugging.  The old ladies got their’s in buckets, though because although we have few standards here, that is the one we have.  Anyway, they didn’t finish – probably because they were too stuffed from the grass.  As you may be able to tell from my tone, I still have not got over the blatent disregard for my authority or the electric fence.

So I went to town for supplies as Floss is coming home for a long week tomorrow.  It was grey and grim so I just went in, did messages, and left, not even lingering to take any photos – sorry.

But, to make up for this dearth of pics, here are some of Monster in various guises.

He loves my iPad.

When it wasn’t wet and windy and we were all outside.

Waiting patiently, trying to catch my eye.

Being shouted at as eye not caught.

Making his point – food now, please!

Having been severely told off for previous behaviour.  We try to keep meal-times on a strict timetable.

And Lambie is coming into the house more looking for carrots.

 

He only leaves when I threaten to hug him.  That’s the only way to get him out of the porch!