Well that is ‘Bert now feeling better and back to normal. Big phew all round. Thank you for all your healing vibes for him.
Have you ever seen three sheep begging for their biccies. These delights are now off the menu as I think they might have been the cause of all the bother.
I am trying my hardest to ignore the “Winning Smiles”.
I am immune.
Anywho, here are the last of the photos from our Sunday visitors.
After the foalios, I took them all to the stallion/gelding field.
Everyone instantly noticed Newt, despite Albie standing beautifully.
Newt ruled and enchanted.
He made everyone his servants.
And accepted the adoration.
Albie had a few kisses too.
Those that came up to talk were hugged.
Albie was perhaps a little jealous.
So he “attacked” the photographer.
He tried his best to look cute.
He even tried to listen to instruction.
But mostly he ignored it!
Newt then moved in for “the kill”.
Jean, the photographer, spent time showing Newt her photos.
Of course, he appreciated this.
Meanwhile, Her Maj was now luminous green with jealousy.
Ignore BeAnne at your peril.