After a much needed bath in the heat on tuesday, we decided it would be nice for the shetlands to dry off in the sunshine in their old paddock around the orchard. They were enjoying the grass and settled well, so we all returned back to the farm for a nice peaceful lunch….
Just as i was taking the first mouthful of lunch i could here the pitter patter of shetland feet casually running past the office door. Usain Bolt should be worried about his world records because i was literally ‘bolting after them’ up the stable yard, past Dannys office where Morse and Marple decided randomly stop and give up on the great escape.
They then decided that the stable would have to do until we turned them back out in the field and dried off in there for the rest of lunch. I’m still waiting for the call from team GB…