We had a 6 day power cut but the electricity is finally back on and I will write more this evening.

We managed, everyone is fine and we’re all still here, safe and well.

The Old Men came up this morning to see if there was anything better going than their field of lovely uneaten grass.  How they suffer.

Iacs and Haakon hung around looking hopeful so I caved and went and found an ancient equine lick bucket that could do with being finished.

Haakon instantly made it his own but occasionally let Iacs have a shot too.

To start with, there was a bit of arguing ……

But nothing huge ….

….. and, eventually, they both got used to take it in turns.

Klængur was in the other field – he hadn’t see the lick bucket – and I encouraged him to stay there as he does not need any sugary calories. Not now, not never. Luckily, he couldn’t be bothered to go back up the hill to join in.  That would’ve involved effort and he couldn’t be arsed.

Three little Shetland ponies have been busy.

Oh, yes. I found this terrible example of their nibblings when I opened up in this morning.  I was not happy.

So OH and I put up some sheep hurdles in front of the wooden bars and sprayed some crib stop which I swear Storm actually likes (little sod!) I was playing nice but if they go on like this, I will cook up my chilli/fairy liquid (washing up liquid) concoction which is guaranteed to stop the nibblings.

But, for now, I hope the hurdles will keep them away from trying to gnaw their way out to freedom.

Bloody chipmunks.  They never stop and they are not sorry!

OH announced that he wanted to touch-up his car ready for selling. So he brought it into the indoor school to spray….. (the only dry place).

And instantly I could hear the plotting and scheming from three wicked little Shetland ponies who were intrigued by their new visitor.

Lots of looking at the car.

And so very much wanting to help.

I said words like “don’t you dare” and “stay away” and I guess they knew they couldn’t reach the car (believe me, they tried) so Storm revenge rubbed his butt at me as if to say “I hear you, but I am not happy”.

Later on, after lunch, with the car now gone, I went to check on my little boys who were still hanging around in the last of the winter sunshine.

Nose kisseys all round for not eating the car.  Well done boys.

So far, Albie, Storm and Tiddles are doing ok in their indoor field.  They seem happy and I check all the time on the food-in and food-out situation.  And everything is soaked too so hopefully, no colic. Please, no colic.

This silly lot refused to come up from the fields and go to bed when the snow first appeared, despite my shouting for them and waiting by the gate for their shining eyes to appear. So they spent the night out in the wind and snow.  It could not have been fun.

And the next morning, they were all waiting by the gate wanting in, ready to have breakfast. They were very jittery with the cold and went straight to bed afterwards.

Also Harrel came in limping so OH and I grabbed him, I washed and trimmed his front hooves and then sprayed them. Harrel was very unimpressed. I think he thought he would get chocolate cake or something nicer.  He quickly stopped that limping thing, though.

This is Harrel thinking about chocolate cake!

Today has been snow flurries – nothing lying, but quite fierce blizzards, plus hail and sleet on occasions.

I brought the Old Men and Klængur up from their field, showed them their stable with full haynets, only to watch them all turn tail and go straight back down to their field. I tried.

This lot have not gone down to the field again.  They are mooching about between the feed shed (shut), the stable (open with the unwanted haynets, now half eaten) and their bedroom. I am happy they are using the stable as it is dry and will help their feet.  Someone might as well.

They are a funny lot.