A lovely morning so rugs off and everyone said they wanted to go back to living on the track again.
This is Silver – he is revolting.
I am not going to brush anyone yet. Winter coats are beginning to fall out but it is not all that warm yet.
The rest of my morning was spent adding more green plastic poles to my electric fence or Anti-Waffle devices, as I like to call them.
As my reward for lugging bags of poles around the track, I sat on a rock and had a little chat with Albie.
And Newt-the-Incredibly-Cute!
Late afternoon, and I went down with my two rugs as heavy rain is forecast later tonight. Everyone was on the otherside of their track.
Rugs back on again.
A quick chat, this time with Storm, etc.
Tiddles….
And Silver.
I looked at my Apple watch, and apparently today I have climbed 14 flights of stairs and walked over 8,500 steps just lugging rugs, electric fencing or buckets (and folk think I don’t do anything all day – pah!)
And in sad news, Baby Bun died this morning. It was not to be. RIP Baby Bun. We tried.
I have told Pepper to bring no more home, please.
