Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
Took Buddy over for a pony playdate with Blake. After all of the rain, there were lots of puddles. Buddy is a proper water baby. He loves stomping through them. Blake, on the other hand, isn’t a fan. But after watching Buddy splash through them, he took the plunge himself!
He was so pleased with himself afterwards he had a proper swagger on. Buddy wasn’t sure what all the fuss was about. He was too busy trying apple bobbing in the puddle and hoover the verge.
One of these horses overcame a fear tonight. He was a proper warrior. Frankie isn’t a fan of dark water. By dark water, I mean the run off from a steaming pile of manure. Tonight he crossed the river of poo juice. Buddy wasn’t phased at all, so he just walked straight over it.
This played to our advantage as Frankie was much more willing to give it a go seeing Buddy standing in the poo juice. My Equilab looked like Buddy was doing the Hokey Cokey going back and forward showing Frankie that it was safe.
Finally Frankie took the plunge and took the step to cross the river. And by river, it was a few feet across. We were all cheering him on! Credit where credit is due, he was really brave to overcome his fear.
Thankfully the rest of our ride was smooth sailing. It was a lovely way to end the week. Think we all needed a giggle tonight.
As I was on the phone today, I watched this little chap wander across the garden. He stopped a few times snooping around. Very brave of him. Having said that, Dodo was asleep in the conservatory with me. And Hugo was galavanting.
Little things like this make me happy I live in the countryside.
Tales, Tails and Talus 