I was just going around testing the electric fence for efficacy when I found this lot asleep.  At first I could only see the ones standing up and was a bit alarmed until I saw the others fast asleep.

I had a little sit and chat to kiss noseys and assure everyone I was not going to ever feed them again.  Tough love – stay strong, Frances, stay strong, I tell myself.

So I spent my morning wondering how I could make the electric fence zap that bit stronger as the growing grass behind it was now touching and earthing the current.  Not good.  The ponies would break through soon unless I did something fast.  I was being watched all the time, mostly by Waffle. I could almost hear him planning.

And while I was busy disconnecting this bit and attaching that bit, I noticed I was being followed by a herd of heffalumps.  Lots of galloping, bucking and farting, which made me smile.  There is no lack of energy around here – burn off the calories, boys, I told them and don’t touch that fence, ever.