This morning I was greeted by happy and dry little horses and ponies who would like to go outside now, please thank you.

But the weather wasn’t great – gusting strong winds accompanied by severe bursts of hard rain.  I deliberated and decided the Ancient Icelandics could go out without rugs into a new field full of long grass.  They didn’t need asking twice. I led Haakon while Iacs cantered past towards freedom, then realised he was on his own and sensibly followed behind with Kolka.

I gave the little ones all the unfinished haynets and told they they were staying inside for the morning.  I wanted to check the electric fence in their field was still fully functional first after the horrendous flooding but I had to go to work at Turriefield.  They didn’t seem to mind staying indoors.

When I got home at lunchtime, I led them outside two at a time.

During the morning dog-walk, OH had made sure the electric fence was working so I felt confident it would contain everyone.  I also opened up a new bit of ground as the mud was bad on the slope down to the burn.  A new layby.

They quickly all squished in to the new area to eat it down.

So that’s us.  All alive and very glad that the storm has passed over.  I am also relieved to know that putting them all in the shed is a sensible solution during extreme bad weather.  They all got on fine and just settled down for 24 hours. Skippy only needed emptying once this morning so easily.  Press Button B at the muck heap!