I’m not feeling brilliant, as I type this.  My back and eye are giving me gyp but I have done all my animal chores morning and afternoon so soon I can kick back and relax.  I just have the sheep to put to bed later or they can stay outside like normal sheep if I decide to go to bed before they do.

To be honest, I am dreaming of my bed.

But this morning took me town to get Iacs’ prescription as well as some horse and hen food (different bags).

Then home and the dogs and I went into my shed.  I made a sheep.

Then I poo-picked the track and reminded myself that Albie is fat, and possibly getting fatter.  On what, I am not sure. I am not going to extend the track anymore.  This is it for them this summer.  I will not waiver.

I took both the dogs with me and told them that this was their dog walk, which they seemed perfectly happy about.  Ted does not talk to ponies. He has a healthy respect for them instead.

I’m sure I will feel better after a good night’s sleep.  I usually do.  Sleep is my go-to cure.

(sorry for the whinge).