I was cleaning and filling up the field’s water barrel when I felt Shetland pony eyes on me and saw that Fivla had taken up residence in the little shed.

Our water pressure is not the greatest and filling takes forever so I grabbed a brush and went to strip off some more of Fivla’s winter coat.  It is not a job I enjoy but it had to be done.  I got a lot out and I she looked much better for it.

Being Fivla, of course she didn’t move and just let me brush and brush and brush her.  She and I would probably still be there if the water bucket hadn’t eventually filled up and I had to leave to turn the tap off.  And the brushing ended when I decided to clean out the shed – I had to evict her first.

She looked gorgeous.  My fairy tale pony.

Now on a mission, with brush in hand, I decided to brush Vitamoobag who was not helpful and couldn’t decide whether to walk away or to stay and be brushed.

We compromised and I got to do her mane.

And then, in the afternoon, I made a sheep who looks particularly like Gussie.  There is a definite likeness there.