I like geldings and stallions far more than mares and fillies.
There, I’ve said it. The girls can be complicated and I don’t like surprises.
But perhaps I neglect them, in my blog and Advent Calendar (about to remedied, I hope – but no peaking).
After Delia’s food, I put a headcollar on her and we walk over two burns (streams) to the other side of the field where the grass is.
The others now refuse to follow so I bring back-up, in the form of Flossie, my youngest daughter who herds the ponies around on a slightly less boggy route.
Delia and I get so far on our route before she refuses to budge any further.
So while we wait for the others to catch up, I take some photos of the scenery.
Today is the shortest day and we don’t even have six hours daylight.
Once I know everyone is now a herd again, I take off Delia’s headcollar.
There are some nose kisseys.
The perks of the job.
So that is what we do, every day,
Otherwise, I couldn’t sleep at night.