I lost my Lambie today. I know I let him out into the big field first thing this morning. I remember that.

And then I went to take the dogs for a walk, and saw everyone but Lambie.  They were all sat down chewing their cud.

(there is ‘Ster in the distance)

They were all quite far apart from each other so I walked around the whole huge field looking for Lambie.

I even walked right up to the far end gate. I like to check it hasn’t opened as everyone could potentially escape into the open hill. This has happened.

I even put the sniffer dogs on the trail of the errant Lambie with absolutely no success.

So having searched and searched, I gave up hoping he was just hidden somewhere in the grass and would come home later.

Anyway, I had things to do – I decided to move the Old Men to Taktur and Dreki’s old field, so I can let this one grow back up for the winter.  It will be perfect for the Minions.

Once decided, I looked around for something to lead a horse with. I took off my canvas top (t-shirt underneath, don’t panic!) and wrapped it around Haakon’s neck. He is used to my improvisations and walked helpfully beside me, waited while I opened the gate and the others followed….

… and they all rushed off.  That’s how I like it.  I would’ve led Haakon with his chin hairs, but being summer, he hasn’t got any!

Anywho, this afternoon, upon my return from packing veg (my Thursday afternoon job), Lambie came home.

I have no idea where he had been but he was perfectly normal so I think I must’ve just missed him.

Well, normal enough for Lambie!

This has not been an easy decision and certainly not one made lightly but today Taktur and Dreki went on the boat south to their new home.

Hence the practising loading training these past couple of weeks.

The boys loaded fine, travelled well arriving intrigued and interested at the pier.  I think Dreki had designs on the big lorries!  If he could’ve pointed with excitement, he would’ve.

Taktur was much cooler about it all. He’s been there, seen it and definitely got the t-shirt.

Handing the boys over was not easy and I said my goodbyes quickly.

This was definitely the right decision for me.  I have my own reasons for selling Dreki.  Nothing was his fault. It was all me. I just lost my nerve over the whole process and once lost, it was gone.  My back didn’t help either.

As for Taktur, he is Daisy’s horse and so it was entirely her decision.

The boys are going to the same home and it is perfect – definitely what we wanted for their future.  I am not worried about them.

So end of an era really.  Bitter-sweet but definitely the right choice for me.

These three get a daily bucket of TurmerAid.

Haakon = my old man with arthritis and bad digestion.
Klaengur = my middle aged man who spooks at grass that looks at him in the wrong way. TurmerAid calms the brain
Iacs = Daisy’s old man who needs help with his digestion.

Why they all had to stand in the only mud on the croft to eat their breakfast beats me but there you go, that’s what they wanted to do.

And they all look good too.

I am pleased.

And a bit more than relieved.

These days Haakon struggles to keep the weight on which makes me worry all the more.  It has taken ages to get him back to the right shape after his contratemps with Taktur.

But I think he looks fine now and he seems happy to see me – probably because of the carrots he knows I have. I am duly frisked.

He enjoys his retirement.

As does Iacs.

Yes, always more frisking!

I know that my current whinge is the fact that we are not having much of a Summer.  To be honest, we have had no Summer at all and here in Shetland, I am feeling very hard done by.  South, others are basking in heat and sunshine.  We are not.

Lambie goes to bed a lot and I understand this.  My bones hurt when it is this cold and wet.

Last night, while I was making sheeple, Lambie arrived at my door all cold and miserable. I put a blanket over him and he warmed up feeling much better.

(I think Lambie has more spots this year or is that just me?)

Anywho, today was not much better.  A total shitery of a day.  Everyone had an opinion about it.

I don’t blame them, to be perfectly honest.