Monster views the world as basically all his.

Where we go (ie, the dogs and I), Monster will come too…… if he feels like it.  I love his relationship with Pepper too.  They definitely communicate.

On this particular sunny afternoon, when I took the dogs out for a run, Monster was with us all the way.

He even sat down to enjoy the sun.

And then went a bit blancmange-like on a rock.

Monster seemed very happy, though, surveying us from his rock.

(with the sun shining through his ears)  Am I the only one wondering if Grumpy Cat needs a stand-in!

Today, I found Monster practising to be part of the furniture.

He is one very photogenic cat and we are just part of his world. I realise that now.

Iacs will tell you that he’s “in a routine!” It’s all he ever says as he stands by the gate punctually at 08.30 with his cousin, Haakon, waiting for his morning bucket of TurmerAid and nothing.

Haakon gets real food as he also has boswellia but he hates it so I have to disguise it with mix.

Iacs just gets TurmerAid, a handful of chaff and air.  Low calorie air.

And Pepper gets whatever they drop.  She is a great hoover.

I think both old men are looking fab this summer.  I am much happier.

….. though I think Iacs would like higher calorie air.

And then of course I have to bring a carrot for each of them because “WE ARE IN A ROUTINE!”

(I love how the old men still argue after all these years!)

It really is a wonder that I get out of their field alive.

Lambie always has to be different, some might say “speshul” and today was no exception. The others went into their field for the day – everyone except for Lambie. He refused and followed me back feeling very pleased with himself.  I was less than impressed and told him so.

This gorgeous smile did nothing to melt my cold heart.

Later on, when I was going to take the dogs for a walk, I found a solitary little lamb with his friends all waiting for him.

So I asked him to go through the gate and this time he obliged rejoining his friends who had kindly waited for him.

And then they all walked up to the top of the hill, like they always do every day of the year, except if you are Lambie because he has to be speshul.

While Vitamin was scarfing down her food along with a small guilty little mopper-upperer who had snuck in when I wasn’t noticing, ….

….Waffle took possession of the shed.  He was in like a rat up a drain pipe.  A very pretty rat, though.

Waffle was very pleased with himself.

Lots of smiling and a lovely nosey to plant a kiss on.

After her breakfast bucket, Vitamin wanted in so shoved her way past Waffle and went inside too.

Waffle blocked the entrance by looking utterly gorgeous and he practiced for a hair shampoo advert.

Albie appeared out of nowhere too.  It’s amazing just how many that small shed can fit.  I will wait to see if one rainy day the whole herd has squished in!

Today has been pissing-awful weather so I wanted to check that Vitamin knew she had a shelter if she wanted it.  I was worried that others might have gone in and refused her entry.

I should’ve known better.

Vitamin was in residence.

This is Vitamin’s shed – maybe I should write that on the door.

Though, knowing Vitamin, Albie probably didn’t really want to go in.

He is a pony of very little brain and I know Vitamin is very kind about sharing her shed.

The others were mooching about in the persistent drizzle.

Hi, Newt! ❤️

I still have not forgiven Fivla her sins (chasing and ripping up Vitamin’s lovely rug) and I told her that I hoped Vitamin would not let her go in her shed.  She would not be welcome.

However, Tiddles would be welcome.

Albie was still chancing his hoof.  He certainly is a sturdy little chap.

And then suddenly Vitamin decided she was leaving ….

…and she walked off.  I feel very relieved she knows about her shed.  It will be useful when they come back home for winter especially if she isn’t allowed to wear a rug.

Hi, Albie! ❤️

Once gone, I mucked out while Storm did his best to thwart my attempts at being a proper pony owner.

And thank you, Storm!  *** sigh *** I should’ve known.