This time of year does not bring out the best in Newt. He is a little demon.
He is utterly vile, despite looking enchanting as a small, if enraged, hairy yak. To be fair, though, we have never been caught in the crossfire. He’s not that stupid.
Today was lovely. The calm before the storm – in so many ways. Tomorrow is a gale and rain.
Newt’s row started with Waffle and ended with Tiddles.
All Waffle wanted a quiet life and he was enjoying the rare sunshine and almost no wind.
Floss and I often remark how we wish everyone could be like Waffle – so kind and easy.
Floss and I fed those that needed their food and then we let everyone “wash up” afterwards.
It’s a Minion skill. Please note Storm is so fat that he has a wee gutter in his back!
Albie is, after Waffle, of course another version of perfection.
I love the way he comes over to me. Such a sweet boy.
We left everyone enjoying the lovely weather.
I dropped Floss off at home before driving onto Lerwick for some hay.
This should keep (those that need it) very happy. It never lasts long though.
Seems Albie and Waffle took all the really good manners and left none for Newt. Or Newt thinks he is a Draft Horse instead of the Small Tyrant? Should never have let him finish his Big Book of Revenge Vol.23.
I just love Newt. He has so much character, if naughty. The hi vis coat is such a good idea. We did the same with my daughters Patterdale, only his was yellow. Much prefer the red….. ❤️
I’m afraid I’ve had to revise my opinion of Newt. I won’t be whisking him away after all, and that photo of him – as if butter wouldn’t melt. The wee scoundrel!