So this was the scene when Floss opened the gate a few day’s back. To a horse, they all ran into their new field.
…… or delicately gallumphed if I am being honest.
Four little fat bottoms.
And the other four little fat bottoms (Lilja and Sóley were floating around the field somewhere looking like supermodels).
Then suddenly to a horse, they all turned round and galloped in the other direction.
“The wind up their tails” is the expression.
It was wonderful to watch.
At one stage I had all ten galloping straight towards me. There was a brief moment when I thought should I move, but decided this was an unwise strategy and I watched as they galloped past, with Newt coming up for a brief kiss/hug!
And then, exhausted (or fat and very unfit), the herd all stopped suddenly and started stuffing their faces.
They haven’t lifted their heads since!