Category Archives: Icelandic horses and Shetland Ponies

Carrot Justice

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I’m not very good at injustice and Waffle not having his carrot yesterday was weighing heavily on me all night. I barely slept a wink for the worry.

So this morning after breakfast, I popped down to the sheltered bit of the Shetland ponies’ field to find Waffle and his friends.

I had counted out six carrots so that would be one for Waffle….

And then one for everyone else.

They always ask so nicely.

It was very windy.

(why does Albie look so tiny next to Silver? I always thought he was never that small. Perhaps it’s their positions and therefore deceiving)

    

And then I went back round and gave Waffle an extra carrot to make up for yesterday.

I don’t think anyone noticed as luckily as no one is very good at counting.  So please don’t make me go back down there and “settle up” again.  They’ve all had carrots now and they are all happy, even Waffle.

 

Sorry Waffle

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This morning was a disaster, weather-wise. I know this when I took the dogs out albeit briefly and the sky fell on our heads with hail, rain, sleet together with a cruel biting wind.  It was a miserable existence for us all and we came home very quickly.

Later, I went outside again, when the weather had calmed down taking a few old carrots with me wondering who would like to eat them. I didn’t have to look very far.

Albie, Tiddles, Newt and Silver came up immediately. But one little black Shetland pony was miles away preferring to stay on the other side of the burn.  That would be Waffle and I kept his two carrots in my pocket waiting for him to come over, but he didn’t bother.

And it was good to see that Tiddles was making good use of his rug.  That ain’t coming off until July at the earliest, in his little head.

So far and yet…. so far.  Come on Waffle.

So I gave up and the others very happily ate Waffle’s carrots.

Sorry Waffle, I owe you (note-to-self remind Floss to tell Waffle that he’s had two carrots for breakfast).

Super-Duper Rugs Arrived!

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Most of my super-duper high-neck Rambo rugs have arrived now  and I’m just waiting on the ones with 100g fill (for colder days) and Fivla’s 0g.

Yes, I spent a fortune and do I think it was worth it?   Well, I will admit I was nervous when I tried on Tiddles’ new rug this morning but it fits beautifully and is exactly what I want for him.  The high neck will stop the rain dripping down into his shoulders and legs (he gets very depressed when that happens) and the high quality of rug means he could basically live in this until summer arrives, which of course he won’t.  I love it. He loves it.  It is the perfect rug for him – a proper waterproof rug.

In the package was also a 0g rug for Vitamin.  It is exactly the same rug (Rhino Wug Pony Turnout), but bigger, obviously (Tiddles is 4′ and Vitamoobag is 4; 9″).

And, again, a perfect fit.  Vitamin has spent her day happy she has a new rug that covers her neck whilst having the freedom to move around. I am not a fan of total neck covers – they can be very restricting.

Meanwhile, Fivla has to wear her older version (standard neck) of the rug and her’s should hopefully arrive soon.

Why did I buy them all new rugs?  Because I am fed up of economising and throwing good money after bad on not-very-waterproof rugs, that let the side down filling up with water and have to be changed.  I have worked out this is a false economy and kills my back too.

Then Flossie came down the hill carrying the Icelandic horses’ rain-sheets. Nothing is easy to carry in our world.

We quickly rugged them up.

So we’ll see what the weather brings next.  I was getting used to the calmer days.

Holding The Fort

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The fort is being well and truly held by Flossie.  She is doing admirable work looking after us all, I know, and it’s not easy.

Today Flossie came in from feeding everyone saying Tiddles wasn’t very enthused about his breakfast, so we went out after our breakfast armed with his rug and put it back on.  I think he was struggling with thinking spring is here as it still quite cold.  We’ll see what he is like tomorrow morning.  Hopefully his rug will make the difference.

I am trying to gently mobilise now so helped this afternoon with getting the sheep home.  It was nice to see that Gussie has got over his “stranger danger” and now considers Floss to be one of his best friends.

I think Gussie watches ‘Bert for his inspiration and ‘Bert adores Flossie and Daisy (don’t we all?)

Anyway, Flossie and Gussie had a good conversation.

Something about always travelling with a snack because you just never know.

And it was nice for me to be a little more out and about.

I wonder if Lambie was pleased to see me. Apparently he’s been the model citizen for Flossie (of course he would be).

And then I drove over to our neighbours who, unbeknownst to them, had Pepper.  She had long since vanished into thin air after her tea *** more sighing *** and we found her very much at home around their stables.  Steps will have to be taken now to prevent this wandering as I’m bored of it and all the apologising.

(I think she all knows we hate her – wee turd)

A Weird Day

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Today started strangely with a duck first thing on my porch roof.  I’ve never seen one there before.  Pretty but not the usual occurrence.

I don’t know if he flew there by accident or on purpose, though he is definitely one of mine.

Then a potential album cover.  My band will obviously be called “The Black Sheep”.

Flossie and I had set this morning aside for the farrier and I managed to get all the sheep into their day-time field, all except Lambie who was busy finding himself somewhere else (he went out later to join the others or wander about unloved by himself).

Stephen got to work trimming those that needed it, along with his BFF, Pepper who of course “helped”.

She even did a spot of “riding” too, although she is not nearly as proficient as my previous Patterdale terrier, BeAnne, who could actually sit to walk, trot and even a little canter.

Kolka had her feet done….

As did Iacs and I was just beginning to think this was going to be an expensive morning if everyone needed a trim….

But luck would have it, it was just Albie in the other field, out of five, and we were finished.  Everyone was looked at and deemed to be fine.  No laminitis or anything, so I am hugely relieved as this time of year is when things start going wrong.

Lunch and into my shed to make a sheep.

I heard yowling.

I let in the yowling, gave him a bed, told him to shut up and to stop prodding me with his claws.  I had work to do.

(the black marks on Monster’s head and tips of ears are car/van oil.  I think he has been busy cutting brakes – I told you this was a weird sort of day)

Anyway, today’s creation.