Once in a blue moon, a certain person gets to come indoors.

He is loved very, very much.

Caddy (orphan) lambs soon stop being cute and then turn into a “muckle” (big) sheep.

And I really don’t care.  Honestly, I don’t.

I love Lambie for being Lambie.

A little known fact – Lambie loves classical music.

He was brought up listening to the music I love the most.

Obviously, Lambie’s favourite music is Sheep May Safely Graze by JS Baaaaa(ch).

That is a given.

Every so often, Lambie wants to spend time with me.  His Muzzah.

‘Ster and ‘Bert are all very well but they ask for more of my time and attention.  Lambie never does that.

Lambie is generous – he always takes the back seat.

And I see that.

So this is why I know I must give Lambie his own time with me.

I will always be Lambie’s Muzzah.  Forever.  We are imprinted on each other.  It is not a one-way street.

Lambie is not outside.  He is indoors being a sheep-(dog!)

(I may have had gin!)

Today, we are all in a bit of a quandary.

Look what we found!

Not sure what to do.

I mean, what would you do?

We’ve only just noticed!

Will they sprout wings next?

Should we call the vet?

Is this going to be a problem?

(Albie could have someone’s eye out with that!)

Newt always thought he was different!

Best day ever – I always knew my ponies are magical!

Today, we’ve had some visitors over for filming and photographing.

First up was Bergli Dreamwatcher – a standard Shetland pony colt yearling (2016 – so the same age as Albie and Newt).

We filmed Dreamwatcher in the school, walking and trotting around both in-hand and free-schooled.  Wow.  He can move.

Dreamwatcher is Waffle’s half brother.

Afterwards, Dreamwatcher was allowed to meet the lurkers, ie Gina and Gypsy.

At present, these two ladies are currently living around the house (outside, thank you very much).

Dreamwatcher was enchanting.

He took this new environment and the ladies totally in his stride.

I must say that I love Dreamwatcher’s hair-do – wonderful.

Bless him – Dreamwatcher just got on with his job without being diverted.

Then up, was Rum – a miniature Shetland pony stallion.

Now Rum’s job was to trot.

So, of course, he wouldn’t.  Eventually after expending all surplus energy by bucking his way around the school, he trotted round the school while we filmed and photographed.

Dear Rum.  He is a classy boy.

When Rum went outside, my lot watched, with interest, from the privacy of their field.

After the filming, Rum was permitted a short chat.

Well, everyone was up for that!

In fact, it was Albie who was most interested.

He thought Rum was fascinating.

I wonder if Albie thinks that one day he will be like Rum.

Meanwhile, Newt didn’t give Rum a second thought!

I hardly dare mention that come the Spring and once we return from Norway, certain bits are coming off.

Say nothing!

Tuesday, so into town after our weekly flute lesson (or an annihilation of Mozart, if I am being truthful).

During our wanderings, we found this wonderful Valentine’s day window display at the Jamieson’s of Shetland shop.

Oh, wow.  Someone has made a huge effort.  It was clever and well thought out.

I loved it.

And today was a good day in town.  The sun was shining, the sky was blue and there was even a hint of Spring in the air.

We did our messages – the usual – basically food for people and feed for animals, plus a few odds and bobs for our travels.

Yes, our travels. A holiday!  Next week, Daisy and I are going to Norway.  I am very excited so we were getting some holiday stuff too.

Can’t wait.  Seriously I can’t wait.

Once done with the shopping thing, we drove home to the poor starving wee beasties!

Some get fed an evening snack and some don’t.  This lot get nothing after their huge breakfast.

The SSPCA ladies have a snack just because.

Daisy called in her two – they are stabled overnight and have endless food and silage but they are her responsibility.  Nothing to do with me.

There is a huge difference between our life in town (we wear clean(ish) clothes) and home (we change into clothes that don’t matter).

I bet we are not alone in this!

Aww, this morning, I found my little boy having a little sit in the straw.

Tor was with him and he was very settled.

Albie let me sit down beside him like I used to when he was very little.

Albie and I have a special relationship and so I sat beside him in the straw.

These photos below are from August, last year – that was a very special day. I hope Albie never feels he is too grown up to sit with his “Mum”.

My darling little boy.  Albie (and Storm) – ok, my darling little boys.  They need me to hug them and tell them everything is ok.  Albie is very similar to Storm in that way.

On the other side of the paddock, Newt was on a mission.  His Eating Mission.  This morning he didn’t want to be loved and hugged.

Eating is a job he takes very seriously.

I adore Newt.  He doesn’t need me like Albie does.  He is much more self-contained and happy with himself and his life.  Albie worries and hates change.

This is Newt’s own personal box of silage and Newt will stand there and eat his way through it.

Whatever it takes.

They are funny little boys.  So very different but both darling little boys.  My little boys.