Not feeling the love. Not feeling the anything this evening. This afternoon, after a perfectly good dog-walk, BeAnne a-buggered off after her bunny rabbitses and I realise is playing me a like a violin.
So here are some nice Icelandic horses who are lovely and well behaved.
Meanwhile, the riding is going well. Klængur goes like a dream and we have, after how ever many years, finally got ourselves together.
I have my riding mojo back. I do not have my dog mojo at all.
(Sorry this is short but you have not had the late afternoon I have had driving up and down, getting the whole family out to shout for her).
Meh! Please send chocolate and/or gin!