Easter Sunday today apparently, no idea what that means but apparently it was another excuse for the humans to eat. Not that they need an excuse. I think some of them could do with having their bloods tested and put on some of those stinky herbs.

As usual TW was up bright and early. Come on she shouted, Norms coming. Ey? Said I. Brack promptly turned round and walked off in the opposite direction. Hehehehe. He ain't a fan of anyone is our Brack.

Me and TW mooched to the yard , some grubby bogger had only pooed all through the fecking village. DISGUSTING!! Now me and TW would get in trouble if I did this. Hmmm. Double bleddy standards methinks. She chucked me in the stable for some hay and then promptly got me out for a bowl of fast fibre , charcoal and herbs. Yum. This seemed like a rather decent brekky so I let her pick my tootsies out. Sme of my soles are shedding like my fur. Wierd.

Afterwards I got to NOM my hay in my room while TW and the muscley dog tatted about clearing up old hay. Two fecking ton skip bags of wasted bleddy timmy so far. WTF??? Disgraceful. Then of course the kettle went on, and encore I knew it the gimpy girls were on the yard and Norm arrived. Whatever! I just met eating.

Rosie went first , she loves Norm. Embarrassing hehehehe. Big old ginger flirt. Then it was my turn. TW had a full on paddy. Soooooo embarrassing. She goes mental when anything to do wit saddle fitting is mentioned, her language was DIABOICAL!!!! everyone else seemed to find it funny though. wierdos. She's putting e saddle in the wrong place, my girth is actually too short and her ass is so fat that when she sits on the saddle my back gives way under her weight. Or something like that. heheheheeheh!! Anyhoo, I need a wee shimmy shim at the front of the sadle and a chubby shim at the back. She'd on,y bleddy got wonky fecking stirrups too!! Hkw on earth do I put up with her?

After mucho mardiness and lots of kisses for me TW finally shut up and despite Norm not keeping his promise to make her cry we were done. Saddle stuffed full of new flocking, let's not let Iggy near that hey?

Zoe was next and then TW made some bacon butties for everyone and I had some more hay. Yum!! I think there was sme kind of carroty cake too.....I didn't get any though :( then it was out to the field where the fecking monkey worrier onl moved in loads of fencing again. Eeeee!! She shot off and returned with the usual grub and hay. Nice!!

Hope she doesn't embarrass me tomorrow though! No wonder Brack refuses to be seen with her!!