Another amazingly calm, if cold, beautiful day in Shetland.
So, armed with a pair of small sharp scissors, I went and cut every horse and pony’s tail off! No, I just trimmed it really.
I was fed up of seeing the long tails dragging along the ground in the mud and dirt and I am sure they equally hate standing on them. That must hurt. So a-chopping I went.
It was very satisfactory work made much easier by everyone’s rare exemplary behaviour. I barely needed Floss and her headcollars.
We arrived ill-prepared (wrong size of headcollars for the big ones) so I was amazed when Lilja stood there having her tail trimmed for, I think, the first time in her life.
What was more odd was that I caught Brá with just a rope around her neck and she never moved or had an opinion.
Feeling inspired, I went out and trimmed everyone else’s tail in the boy herd at home too.
The Gods must’ve been smiling – there was a beautiful rainbow as well.
So that was a job well done – 19 tails now trimmed. I was very impressed with my horses and ponies. They all behaved beautifully. Like I said, most odd. It must be Christmas!