The weather was fairly rough this morning – F8, north-westerly (bitter) with occasional rain/drizzle – but everyone still got fed.  It is non-optional, apparently.

When I saw Gussie trying to get Fivla’s bucket, I thought to myself “good luck with that!”  Obviously he got nothing.

Once finished, feeling possibly shocked at the thought of sharing food, Fivla retired to her “bedroom” (read wee shed) with Vitamin who was busy with the salt-lick that is kept in there.

In the other field, the Shetland ponies had also taken to their container after breakfast.

They usually all pile into one, depending on what direction the wind is.

Albie and Silver didn’t go inside preferring to use the walls as their shelter.  Different strokes, I guess.

Pepper and I took to my shed for most of the day – to make two sheep.  A certain small dog was not feeling well (again). She is very into hunting at the moment – bunnies and hedgehogs.  Luckily, she got her appetite back in time for supper.

Later, as the sun appeared, we all left our sheds  – me to poo-pick and get some exercise in the late afternoon.

Even Monster came with us, which made a nice change.  I hasn’t been accompanying us for ages.  Perhaps he had had enough of being indoors.