This is Kolka’s house now. She’s made it her own. It is official.
And everyone else is not allowed in.
Kolka makes a point of going and standing in Her Shed every morning after breakfast. She also leaves me a present, which I clear up later.
(btw, I love this photo – Kolka is very photogenic, unlike others).
I don’t think the old men mind too much about not being allowed in the shed. Haakon would barge his way in if he felt he must. No, is not a word he cares for very much in his life.
And Iacs has bigger fish (carrots) to fry.
He was on the rampage, trying to follow me for more carrots – I had very kindly taken out three on my dog walk to feed them en route. I like to check they haven’t got colic or laminitis, ie show me you can eat and walk.
And when I said out loud “that’s it, Iacs. No more”, he made this face! Silly old thing.
