A few odds and sods from the past few days.
These two are called Wiggins (ask Daisy why, I can’t remember – was it because she has sideburns like Bradley Wiggins?) and Elvis (yes, he is a she and I think at one stage looked like Elvis Presley but less so now she is mid-moult). Anyway, they are the two most scheming of the hens and can hear Taktur approaching to be fed from miles away.
BeAnne is in a pose and seems to have recovered from her outside ordeal. She reminds me of a It-Psammead when she sits like this.
The Minions are on flying form. They all have very individual characters and I adore them.
Poor Daisy misses her Iacs very much and vice versa. When she is home at Christmas, he will be happy. He barely bothers to come up anymore to the shed to talk as he knows he probably won’t be ridden.
Little Storm on the other hand is up and at ’em every minute. He trots past Taktur on his way to his food and is keen on this daily routine. He thinks it is a very good idea.
He is also surgically attached to his rug. I forgive him as he is frailer and smaller than the rest. I just never saw myself as a rug person but as it is for health reasons, I shall cut myself some slack.
I think this has to be one of the best photos I have ever taken. Taktur with his Minion, Waffle. It sums it all up really. The Minions have been very good for everyone this year.
For a comparison of heights, Taktur is probably 13.3hh.