These three were waiting for me at the gate – from left to right, Newt, Vitamin and Fivla.
Every step I took was being watched. Sadly, minimal carrots (we’re running very low until someone goes to town) were dished out.
Meanwhile, the other 5 were fast a-bye-byes at the far end of this field. They now have two fields to play in.
As I walked nearer, Waffle spied me and immediately got up.
Silver was flat out. Dead to the world. Dreaming his dreams oblivious of the world.
I didn’t want to disturb him but he soon realised I was around. I gave him his carrot while he sat like this. He happily accepted.
Storm woke up as well. I got the feeling of the Kraken wakes!
He was like a toddler who has just been in a very deep sleep – boggly-eyed and disorientated but possibly in a filthy mood.
He did his “Tang horse” stretch and yawned. I shoved his carrot in.
Dear old Waffle. So cool and very endearing.
And then I walked back leaving the “sleeping beauties” behind and back at the gate little Newt was waiting for me. Always waiting. And yes, I took his nosey in both hands and gave him a big kiss, which was all he really wanted, apart from the hopeful expectation of more carrots if he smiled hard enough!