Anyhow, despite agreeing that diamantes weren't really my style, the fly veil went on anyway. And Sian said I'd be happier about it when it kept the flies off my ears. I suppose she's right but do you think I could have something a little more manly? Like a skull and cross bones?
So up to the woods we went again today. We had a 'rest' the day before and just did the estate opposite the farm. Except it wasn't really a rest because Sian decided to do transitions between lamposts and kept making me trot and walk and trot and stop. Honestly, I didn't know if I was coming or going! She did say I was a very good lad though and that I listened very carefully so I even gave me one of my special treats when I got back.
Back to the woods though. So we had a nice quiet walk through there today. I'm still not too keen on the footpath but OK if I walk on the mud down the side though Sian keeps worrying it's slippy! So far I've managed to negotiate it if a little awkwardly because I keep having to cross the path for better mud patches. On the way back, we met some nice people with a labrador that said I was a very sweet boy and liked watching me walking out of the forest as I have to step over a wooden pole. I'm very good at it now!
Honestly, Sian had been busy telling Aunty Lynne how she had decided to give me her undivided attention at all times when riding so that we could 'focus' and 'work as a team' - I think she's been reading again (this is dangerous). Anyway, I needn't have worried because she ended up looking at houses for sale the whole way back - there was one point where I feered she might walk me onto the drive to peer through the window (it's OK though - she didn't). She has decided, having ridden round it quite a lot, that I live in a nicer place than she does and is all for moving (she found a nice 3 bed detatched for £150,000 - even I know that's a bargain and I'm a horse!) Anyway, she says she wishes she hadn't looked because now she wants all the houses! Meanwhile, I'm just being a sensible boy and walking us home the way I know to go. I'm getting the hang of the route back from the woods now. It's quite easy once you know... And now I know where all the drains are so I can practise drain avoidance wherever possible.
When we got back to the farm I was kind of hoping that might be it but then Aunty Lynne decided to have a little ride up and down the drive. Sian had to tell her about the stony part as the first thing she did was steer me onto the stones and then I stopped because I don't like walking on them too much! At least it made a good photo opportunity before Sian redirected Aunty Lynne onto the concrete. In the meantime the lady who lives at the farm turned up with a lawnmower and frowned at me. Sian said I was fine if she wanted to mow the grass down the side of the drive and that it would take more than that to frighten me - she's right. This made the lady smile. I've heard she isn't very sure about horses and she does tend to keep her distance.
Happy Tuesneigh everyone!
I'll write soon.
Mr K
Ps. Syd says "Hi!" - being my new bestest mate, I promised him a spot on my blog...
As you can see, he shares my fondness of food...
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