The forecast is not looking good – rain tomorrow, the temperature dropping and then sleety snow. Ugh.  Not my favourite.

I am not looking forward to this but hopefully it will all be over by next week some time.

But every weather forecast says something different so I don’t know who to believe.

Erring on the side of caution, I went out with all the rugs and gave Tiddles his while he ate some little carrots that I had scattered to lure everyone down so I didn’t have to walk miles. It worked. They came, they saw, they ate. I rugged and left.

As ever, Tiddles was my very good boy and just stood there while I put his brand new 100g rug on.  He has Equine Metabolic Syndrome so finds regulating his body temperature difficult.  I hate seeing him struggle in bad weather.  He gets very miserable.

Tiddles’ new rug, fresh out of it’s packet, fitted like a dream (a huge thank you to my friend who brought it over from USA – it was the last one in the whole world (I know, I checked) and they don’t make this type anymore).

Then I loaded up the Eggbox with the other rugs and Pepper and drove over to Clothie – my 5 acre croft that is over the hill (open grazing).

This lot behaved beautifully and I quickly threw on the rugs (it was raining by now and ok, not ideal, but they will dry underneath before the low temperatures and snow arrive).

That was everyone except for Iacs who made a point of running (ok, walking fast, there was no actual running) away from me.  I shouted at him to “stand still” so he did and I got his rug on him too.  He will thank me later when the next few days descend into a F10, windchill factor of -10, and sleety snow.