Yesterday evening some folk visited the Minions with not much notice.. The ponies were very happy to meet and greet but they looked revolting. Waffle had bathed in dirt and everyone was losing their coat in handfuls. It is the time of year. I don’t think the visitors were too impressed, to be honest and I realise now that everyone should not resemble a guttersnipe.
I managed to successfully recruit both Daisy and Flossie, my daughters. So, armed with brushes, we went and had a good go at the Shetland ponies.
The ponies’ winter coat is thick with an inner and outer layer, both coming out in handfuls this time of year.
It is a fine line, though, as we don’t want to totally strip a pony of its coat if it lives out 24/7 because they will have nothing to help them if there is bad weather. So we just brushed the bits that were falling out. Of course Albie had to be different – his coat was not budging.
I also attacked ears when no one was noticing. The whole herd was also dosed with Spot-On – a ready to use topical ectoparasiticide that will treat any unwanted creepy-crawlies.
Tiddles found our spare headcollars to play with.
“What me? What, what did I do? I touched nothing, honest.”
So once we had extracted our belongings from being distributed around the field, caught, brushed and dosed everyone, we could see they were back to being beautiful again. For how long this will last, I do not know.
Our reward was a sit-down whereupon the usual Minions flung themselves upon us for hugs and kisses.
They fairly and evenly distributed themselves.
They will always remember who was around right at the beginning when they needed help. Shetland elephants never forget!