Everyone has been moved around again…… and this, I hope, is the last ruddy time.

Lambie and Lambster live in a small back garden.

Lambie spends his day shouting at me about how much he hates it and how cruel I am to make him live there where there is only lovely long grass.   Call the RSPCA now.

This is to prevent them pissing off into the hill.  Twice I have had to walk miles to bring them home.

How they both suffer.

Meanwhile, yesterday afternoon, I found Taktur and all the geldings had managed to get into the adjacent field to the girls and were running up and down screaming while the girls waved their bottoms.

I dragged him and Kappi over to Clothie where they can stay for the rest of their lives.  My fury with Taktur is the fact that he nearly ripped up all the fencing when he put his foot through (how he still has shoes on is a mystery) plus he ripped up the whole front out of his lovely rug.

Taktur now hangs about the gate waiting for glimpses of girls.

Kappi is happy in a supportive role.

The girls and the rest of the geldings live together.

Little Hjalti is very happy and plans to hang onto Nuncle Niacs’ every word of wisdom.  He may have a long wait then.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Les Grandes Dames are living around the house during the day, with access to shelter if they want.

At night, they stay indoors and I take off the rug.

   

Delia is a bit stiff so I have started her on turmeric, black pepper and coconut oil to see if that helps.

We have a couple of days of good weather ahead so that will be blissful.

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AND JUST BECAUSE I CAN (& SOMEONE ACTUALLY ASKED – WU PANTS!)