I haven’t seen the Minions for a while.  They are spending their days on the far side of the track where their latest new grassy bit is.

However, I check on them twice daily – when OH poo-picks in the morning and I have a swift go around in the evening.  And if I am not sure, I take a photo from the house which I can enlarge to count ponies with.

And then I know they are alright (Tiddles is having a roll, not dying).

So it was a nice surprise to see the chaps this afternoon up by their feed bowls when I emerged from my sheep-making shed. They’ve not been up since Sunday.

So I gave them their breakfast (nine hours late), which they were very happy to eat.

And, as quickly as they arrived, they vanished again to another corner of their track.

So me, my bucket and gloves walked their track picking up poo when I got the sense that I was being followed….

Note:Tiddles’ spook at the bucket! Silly boy.

Waffle was already waiting for them at the bottom (and I have no idea when he got passed me – perhaps he flew) and I left them eating the grass in between the marsh marigolds.  It was good to see them move so well and I am even hoping they are losing weight.