There was a lull for a couple of hours in the weather this afternoon so, having spent the morning creating more of the f***ing website, I went out to do my chores as quickly as possible before the rain started again.
The Minions had turned up so I fed them a token-gesture, but took Storm out to give him a real bucket of calories. I felt under his rug to see if it was wet but after 24 hours of rain, Storm was lovely and dry underneath.
I cannot recommend this rug highly enough. Whatever weight it is, I know that it is Storm’s absolute most favouritist rug ever. He even tries to bite me if I suggest removing it. He would quite like it on all summer too. It fits very well and is, hopefully, invincible.
It does not stop any games, either. Restricted? Hell, no!
Anyway, everyone was on top form, galloping about, annoying each other, as is a Minion’s want!
Nothing contains a Minion. Fences are just badly made containment inventions.
This sight depresses me hugely but I have to admire Minion ingenuity and the fact that the big horses can’t do it ….. yet.
They are so happy they can escape to the best grassy field.
There is always lots of galloping about to prove their point!
At least they can’t open gates……. again, yet!