We have had some wonderful weather recently – very un-Shetland-like for October so I have tried to make the most of it.
I spend time sitting with my Boyzenberries.
Life is good and I am happy.
You have no idea how wonderful it is now I have my little Monkey home. I know, I know he is just a Shetland hill sheep so means nothing to many but to me he is my little moorit boy who went a-wandering. I just pray he doesn’t leave again. I spend much time telling him this as well as feeding him carrots. He loves carrots.
Anywho, today, we thought we would do something different with Fivla.
She needs a change from just wandering/trotting aimlessly round and round the indoor school or up the road and down again. Life is dull if you are a Fivla trying to lose weight.
So today we put on her basket saddle. It is an original antique wicker basket saddle with original upholstery that I bought many years ago off Ebay. At the time, it was pure folly. Now it has its uses. Huzzzah! (to that feeling of buying something just for the sake of it knowing or hoping that one day it might come in useful).
From an early age BeAnne has sat in her basket saddle.
She loves it.
Never asks to leave.
To Watsness and back again is the route – around 1.5 miles.
The scenery was nice (and tampered with in Photoshop to look very dramatic, just because I can).
But in a basket saddle on a Shetland pony, is possibly the best way to see Shetland!
At least BeAnne thinks so.
And yes, we did get some odd looks from passers by!