Happy new year dudes!!!!
The worrier was snot ridden and manky this morning when she came to the field. We were standing right at the end of the world (alright, by the end of our track looking longingly at all the grass that was on offer just beyond our nasty ley fencing. ). I started marching as soon as I saw her, bleddy famished I was. I did a lovely impression of one of them super-model types, gliding up the field with lovely long strides. That wee focker was jealous and started trotting and overtook me cos he realised that she'd got grub with her!! Arse! She chucked some hay for Bracky-pants (I managed to grab a few yummy mouthfuls) and then me and her went up to the stables.
Up the stables we bimbled and then I got stuck into my lovely hay by timothy. Stupid woman wanted to pick my feet out while I was eating. FECK OFF!!!! I let her do them eventually though (bleddy tea tree again! grrrr) although it did take the offer of some sweeties to go the front right one again. Oooops!!
She tacked me up super quick again, snuffling and sneezing as she went. I was a good boy and let her get on me nicely and off we trundled.
AY UP??? You want me to go where?? The cheeky beggar only sent me down towards that bleddy A60 road. Grrrrrrr! Alright I'll give it ago...it was reet windy tbh and I had a couple of goes at turning round and coming home but we perservered. I kept hearing a funny noise it sounded like a horn...and dogs barking. Ooooh are we hunting? TW heard it too and felt a bit nervous but she said "its ok Frank the hunt don't come this way, honestly, I'm sure". Bless her little anxious purple socks!
Down the main road until we got to the corner house in Bunny then turned left and down the road there. There was quite a bit of traffic about which was surprising....a couple of sneely olde yins on bikes came past us on a few occassions, TW shouted "Morning " to them...THEY BLEDDY IGNORED HER! RUUUUUDDDDDDEEE!!!! Next time I'll pretend I don't hear them and then I'll spook and knock em off!! Hahahahah that'll teach them!!! Does it not occur to them that I'm a sensitive flower not a fecking lump of metal!! Aaaargh!!
Every so often I kept messing with my head and wanting to stretch down so TW let me trundle along on a loose rein, I did ok at staying straight though. I think my muscles were feeling a bit tight and thats why I have to stretch down sometimes. She asked me if I fancies a trot but I ignored her, no energy today :( At the end of the road we turned left and I did ok on all the little nasty stony bits. That road is really higgeldy piggely and hurts my legs so I tried to walk in the middle of the road...TW suggested that the grass verge might be better though. I was getting really tired now and TW asked me if she should get off, I thought about it but then the road flattened out again and it was ok again. Then back onto the main road, passed the creepy spooky houses and into the village where she jumped off me again. Pheweeee.
That was hard work! I was quite sweatty, that wa the first time we'd hacked on the roads on our own. TW said she was really proud of me : D
Back into the stables, PJ's on and more hay. TW made my grup up and decided to put extra alcar in to see if that could help. Silly focker put too much salt in it by mistake, errrrr it were BOGGIN!!! I decided not to eat it so TW took it down to the field cos she hoped I might eat it later. Maybe if i get desparate....
Brack had left the hay in the field so I set to work yomming and nomming that down while TW gave Bee some cuddles and did some poo picking. Yum yum yum nom nom nom....Ay??? Bleddy Nora!!! Out of the corner of my eye I realised that old bogger pants had got new grass!! Whhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I cantered all the way down and barged him out of the way! Save that hay for later. TW wonders why I can canter so well in the field and have no energy on our hacks...she is going to do an experiment and lose some weight to see if that makes a difference ; ) Wonder when she'll start faffing with saddles again too....LOL
hahahaha I have grass, loads and loads and loads and loads of grass all for myself.
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