It has rained for most of the day and some of us have run out of food (or gin).  So, leaving Daisy with Minion duty, I drove off to town.  Daisy opened the gate and gave eight very happy Minions (apparently there was cantering) the last of the big field.

The first task was to fit two bales of straw into my little car.  I had brought an old double duvet cover with me and told the man at the hay store “it was a challenge”. I can reliably say that two bales of straw fit perfectly into a double duvet cover and then into my little Honda Jazz boot.

Afterwards, a visit to the feed store which is situated next to the livestock auctions.

Lots of baa’ing around and I went over to investigate.

I would’ve taken them all home and had to force myself to go on with my messages telling myself they wouldn’t all fit in the car.  Not with all that straw.

The street was busy today – lots of folk around and I managed to ignore everyone I knew as I hadn’t got my glasses on.  My life was a myopic blur.

Note the Shetland flag in the street bunting.

Actually one of the reasons I was in town was to stock up my little field.  I had received a phone call yesterday saying it was looking a bit empty.

Not anymore!

It is getting hard to keep up to supply the demand. There just aren’t enough hours in the day.

At the moment, OH is working off-island for a few days.

This means that a certain someone has been suffering greatly.

However, it does free up some time for the important things.

Like relaxing

and recharging

and searching the property for OH.

(“Papa, can you hear me?”).

He’s even started to channel OH’s hobbies in the hope that it will bring him back sooner, such as embracing a rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle…

and watching/being the TV.

Until OH’s eventual return, he waits. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Let’s hope it’s reciprocated…because who would love this?

Sometimes, if it is dry and I have time, I will put my old coat down on the ground and sit on it to talk to any Minions who want a chat or a hug.

Some want to talk and others – today it was Newt, Albie and Storm – want to just “minion”, ie investigate, be hugged, noseys kissed and eat me or my coat.

I am considered fair game and as long as there are no real teefs (ie, not even a feel), then I love spending time with them.

They are (mostly) good boys and never step on my feet or legs – just politely walking around me.

Obviously gently investigated first.

Actually, I do trust them.  When there has been a sudden something, they have jumped away or over rather than onto me.

While Albie just wanted hugging, Newt helpfully stood on my coat. I was going nowhere.

I spent a peaceful 20 minutes being gently nuzzled and lightly groomed.  I could’ve stayed there all day.

A foggy day today, while the rest of Britain appears to be basking in an Indian Summer.

Ho hum, I don’t like the heat much anyway but to see the sun would be nice.

Today everyone, except for Waffle and Tiddles, were mooching around waiting for me.

And then I watched the boys being silly, which made me smile.  I can’t decide who is the worst – Storm for being an idiot (with a very nice trot), Albie for always annoying someone (today it was Fivla’s turn), Silver for not helping anyone or Newt who reverses into his so-called friends so he can give them both barrels.

Funny, silly billies. I do ❤️ them.

Daisy and Iacs (aka Mr Bibble) go way back. They have been BFF’s since I gave him to Daisy when she was around 11.  No one can actually remember when but she has loved him forever.  Iacs was and is her first “pony” that she has never outgrown.

The Walls Show 2005 (Daisy was 12 in this photo)

When I came back from “minioning” (yes, it is a verb now), Daisy had brought Haakon and Iacs over from their field across the hill. It was a nice surprise.  Haakon had his exercises to do, so Daisy tacked up Iacs and had a lovely ride at the same time.

She just rode him in a headcollar as these days he likes that.

Daisy let Iacs do what he wanted and together they flew around the school – though, he would veer inwards every time I got a carrot out for Haakon as a reward.  That horse has the hearing of a bat!

And here is the same smile over the years from riding Iacs. It never changes. ❤️

Daisy and Iacs have a lovely relationship. They always have got on well together.

Possibly very similar in character!

Sadly the silly frilly is diminishing.

(it happens to the best, you know).

I think, if memory serves me, we have had Iacs in our family for possibly 22 years now.  That seems a very long time and sort of like yesterday at the same time.

It was so nice to see them together like that.  Briefly the clock went backwards.