Stick in the mud

Bravo TW another successful day! I like the routine of me and Tom coming in together especially when I get to go out for a hack first!

We slipped and slid down the bridlepath today. TW decided that she would carry a sticky wacky woo!! A hahahaahah! She's been resisting this for 3 and a half years as she was under the misapprehension that I was scared of sticks. Now I never said that did I? Fair enough on the old yard I didnt like being behind a horse who was getting its bum smacked but that was all ive ever said on the matter.

So off we hacked , me , TW and the stick. We went straight behind the hedge for a tiny trot but it was reet boggy. Behind the bench and past the gate of doom. I ignored it. Past lots of spooky shizzle including every type of bird scarer known to man . We turned right at the second bridlepath and I huffed and puffed a bit as its a bit scary but on we went. Shouted to a dog walker who thanked us for letting her know we were there and then slipped and slid until it was too muddy and we turned back for home.

On the way back we managed a few tiny canters and a bit more trotting then it was back to bed for hay. It was lucky we got back when we did cos toms mate Rosko arrived and they went out for a jaunt too. When they got back us three boys settled down for some nomming and a wee snooze then it was out to the field. I'm still naked. It's all good. Had to stamp my itchy muddy legs a few times though. Ouch.