It’s been a quiet day for me today, which is just how I like it.

This morning, though, the Oldies demanded waitress service – they couldn’t be bothered to walk – so I had to take their buckets out into their field to them.

When I took the dogs out later, I retrieved the now-empty buckets and cursed everyone’s laziness.

Was anyone grateful?

Well, a bit. Most days the horses pretty much do their own thing, coming down to the gate for breakfast (except for today) and then they wander off again.  I only saw them again because I was walking the dogs in their field.

The Minions, on the other hoof, are very needy, constantly trying to get my attention in the hope I will bring hay or food.

And sometimes I do.

The sheep are pretty self-sufficient at the moment, too which is good. They get their breakfast and then wander off somewhere for the rest of the day. Perfect.

I just go about delivering food to everyone.  It’s that time of year.