These days I am about as popular as a 💩 in a swimming pool, as the saying goes.
Now the storm has moved on, I moved everyone back to their old fields.
To be fair, everyone cooperated beautifully and then proceeded to stand there and sulk at me. I was very sulked at. There was no escape.
I even moved the little ones as I could see them getting visibly fatter and fatter while I watched. So, shutting all escape routes first, and leading Waffle and Vitamin, the others meakly followed thinking there were going somewhere exciting – they are not very bright.
You almost see the lightbulb ping when they realised where they were again. The sigh of disappointment.
And they all stood there asking me why I had done this. I explained my visible fat theory while incorporating the phrase “it is for your own good”. I don’t think anyone believed me.
So I have the spent the rest of the day hiding in my shed, trying to avoid any accusatory glares.
Wherever I go, the eyes, the eyes, they follow me.
Everywhere. 24 hours on and I am still being sulked at.