Tor’s owners came over to collect their lovely pony-mama and take her home.

(They may have mentioned that she was a bit fat and had to go on a diet before she ran with the stallion.  I ignored that.)

We have all been dreading this day.  I will admit that I have been worrying about how the little boys would react when Tor was taken away.  Albie was having a melt-down in my imagination.

So, they barely noticed.

The boys ran round once looking for Tor and then attached themselves to Delia, who I don’t actually think looked up once.

Meanwhile, Efstur is taking a huge interest in the little boys, particularly Newt.

I often see them chatting over the fence together.

The two stallions sharing a good poo sniffing.

(happy days – green coloured poo means the spring grass is arriving)

Efstur is practising being Handsome Prince Mk II.

This Odd Couple are determined to be the best of friends over the fence.

Rugs are on at the moment because there is a harsh northwesterly wind bringing sporadic outbursts of fierce rain.  I am wearing my thermals so, therefore, the little boys are too.

Once the temperature is consistently above ten degrees celsius, then rugs will be off and Delia will join the girls.  The little boys can all be together.

A little bit warmer weather, please, or a least less rain.

Anywho, thank you Tor and thank you to Tor’s owners, Bergli Stud, for the loan of Tor.  She was perfect and the best step-mother ever to those that needed her most (*** sniff ***).