Here are my latest two orphans who followed me home….

Once Pepper and I were in the house, I decided to open the front door just to see if Lambie was still hanging around.

Oh yes!

And then he stuck his tongue out at me!

HIs wicked face.

And his famous “Winning Smile”!  My heart melted.

This morning a storm was revving up and I hate it when all the buckets blow about, especially if they have food in as wasting food is just plain annoying and wrong.  An ambient Force 9 is no weather for chasing buckets caught by the wind around the field.  I have done this many times and it is not fun.

So I stuck Kolka’s bucket in her usual place (sheltered by the electric post).

I decided that, as Bibble never actually lifts his head out until his food is finished, I would just put his in the normal place and grab the bucket quickly when he surfaced for air.

Haakon was dithering about so I wedged his bucket between one of the the wire stays that hold the electric pole securely.  This seemed to work and Haakon was grateful.  His bucket didn’t move so that was good.  Once finished, I wiped it round with my hand for the last bits (we call this “a scrushle”.  Haakon did his thing of biting my hand, but not quite making contact.  I feel his teeth on my palm as he “bites” the food out but he never actually bites me and I trust him that he won’t.  He’s always done it.  Most odd.

Anyway, the weather slowly deteriorated to the point where it is difficult to stand up now, which makes doing everything for the ponies horrible.  Hopefully it will blow itself out by tomorrow.