You cheeky bogger!!!

ZM came up this morning and gave us some hay and kindly removed us from the corale thingy. Hmmmmmm. RUDE!! Nice hay though heheheh.

That bleddy worrier only came up at tea time, let Brack back in the corale and took me up to the stables . WTF!! I had some hay and then the focker made me do some back stretches with the hoof picks, gave me a quick brush and hooflet pick and then only bleddy tacked me up!! Jeez!

Her tring to get on was fun cos she had her work clothes ( a bleddy dress and tights) plus her boots and a filthy hoodie. It's a good job I love her cos when she tried to get on her skirt was too tight and she couldn't get her leg right over. Heheheheeh, what an eejit!! She sorted herself out though and with her muttering something about flashing her pants as yea olde villagers, we were off!

Through the village we went. Had a wee spin and tried to run at some fecking bags of compost on a drive which panicked TW abit....something about how she would manage to fall of with her dress round her ears. Lol. Then we went off down the wee bridlepath for a jaunt, nicely striding out. Saw some nobby dog walkers, did some trotting behind the hedge and then finished up with a fast trot which I decided was better as a canter behind the hedge on the longer Ross, it was nice and soft on my tootsies! TW then let me have a few nibbles and then it was back through the village with TW on foot.

Anyhoo, as we were mooching back I started to yawn. And yawn. And yawn. TW panicked . She thought I was tying up. Oh feck, shall we walk round the village abit? Nah thanks says I and promptly stopped yawning. Was still a bit sweaty though. Fecking grass and shitey EPSM.

After another wee NOM I went back to the field , TW tootled off and came back with our grub. Lush.