Floss is still working hard with Taktur on his exercise regime.

The Minions are always eager to help, encourage and generally get in the way.

Waffle in particular – he sees Taktur as his mini-me.

After Taktur’s 20 minute exercise in walk, it was then Kappi’s turn.

I have been asked to free-lunge Kappi in the indoor school for 20 minutes.  This is to get him fitter and perhaps thinner (we can only hope).

Today, there were little helpers.

Poor Kappi – they were not so much helping, as getting in the way.

But 20 minutes of escaping from an enthusiastic Minion, is still exercise by anyone’s definition!

I think Taktur and Kappi were very glad, if not relieved, to get back to their own field away from the small fuzzy folk..

OMG (said like Janice in Friends – coz we love Janice!)

Lambie and Gwynnie – they are one.

Kale – it is the way forward……

….. for all your nutritional needs.

I was delivered a bag of mixed Kale by Transition Turrifield and, while Lambie accosted them, they told me that kale was very popular with sheeps.

So I thought I would try Lambie and ‘Ster out (‘Ster was not keen).

But Lambie loved it.

Gwyneth Paltrow and Lambie could be twins. It is uncanny – the likeness and everything!

Lambie thought this was the most fab veg ever and Lambie is very fussy.  Believe me, he eats the peas first in his sheep mix and refuses to eat anything that has been dropped on the ground (possibly royalty?  I do wonder sometimes).

Lambie and ‘Ster listened carefully while I told them all about the nutritional benefits of kale, though ‘Ster saw it as a fashion accessory rather than eat it.

But they took it all onboard.

I might have to buy Lambie a bag for his first birthday – 24th April, if you are wondering.

So you know, Lambie also likes Gordon’s gin and See’s chocolate (california brittle and the peanut one) if you are struggling with what to get him!

Flossie was exercising Taktur in the indoor school – to build up muscle and a good bottom, Taktur has to walk energetically for 20 minutes.

The field gate was open because a silage bale had been delivered and everyone was happily eating it, except for two small Minions who made the most of an open gate and escaped.

They made a bee-line for the indoor school, ducked under the bar and went inside to see who they could annoy.

Poor Taktur – he knew what was required of him – to walk, stretch down and to ignore the sideshow.

The sideshow were less than helpful.

They laughed in the face of danger.

And giggled at the thought of the fun they could have.

And they had lots of fun trying to eat each other.

Bless him, Taktur was a true gentleman.  Floss was well aware of her evil followers.

After riding Taktur, Floss caught Trouble-Maker No 1 and took him back to the field.

I think Waffle was jealous he hadn’t thought to escape with them.  He is usually one of the ring-leaders.

The bale remained popular by the big ones who had made it their mission to eat it all in one sitting.

Silver decided to play with Tiddles too.

Watching the little ones play fills my heart.  I hope they will always play together.

Meanwhile, Storm decided he wanted some silage and barged his way in between Esja and Klaengur.

No is not a word he likes or understands!

Nothing like four Minions to put the world to rights.

Floss and I went out this morning to be met by a pile of ponies.

Haakon, Brá, Silver and Tiddles were fast asleep where the bale usually sits.  The rest of the herd were milling about in the field.

Little Tiddles was looking particularly yummy.

Although, he was not very happy when Hjalti threatened to annoy him.

So I sat down beside Tiddles and kissed his nosey while I tickled his tumbly because that is what he loves best in the whole world.

Everytime I tried to stop, Tiddles would ask me to keep going!

Silver would hate anyone to sit beside him.

He is not that type of guy.

You have to wait for Silver to come and talk to you before you instigate any type of chat. He has always been like that and if you respect this, he is very loving and trusting.

Haakon is the same.  He would think things were strange, or even wrong, if I came and sat down beside him.  I have never done it.  He would give me a very funny look.

Tiddles, on the other hand, is always hugely huggable.

I think we saw Lambert or ‘Bert out on the scattald this afternoon.  I am pretty sure that the moorit (brown) sheep is ‘Bert and Daisy will hopefully confirm my sighting from the photo.  I shouted the usual greeting, Cheers-Bar-like “Bert” but he didn’t even look up at me.  He used to.  I am trying not to be sad that he has gone over to the Dark Side as he looks happy enough.  I can only hope he does not end up in someone’s freezer.  I have told the crofters when he is caa’ed in (herded together) that I would take him back or at least to leave him. I have hill rights.

So, having shouted Bert for a while at a brown sheep, Floss and I took the dogs out for their daily trundle.

Flossie gave me odd looks when she found I was missing and almost upside down in a ditch, trying to take photos/film of some tadpoles I had found.

I am pretty sure those are tadpoles – if not, what are they?

The ground is drying up fast, so I am worried they will run out of water before they can safely leave.

One our way home, we visited Taktur and Kappi and took them a good pile of silage for their tea.

They were very grateful as the grass in their field is not growing as well as the bigger fields.

I am loathe to move them but I will if the spring dries up leaving them with no water.

Where they are, at present, is perfect because Taktur doesn’t fret and stare at the mares.  Any closer and he will be a berk.

And as I write this, it has begun to rain so the streams may run again.  I never thought I would want rain.