After mucking out, I popped up to check Buddy’s leg. He had a moment yesterday during his constitutional when faced with two steam engines. He held it together rather well all things considered. They are really noisy. Lots of rattling and clanking. But he did have a little dance as they passed by.

On my way up the field, I spotted this rather tall tower of poop. It made me giggle as it looked like some sort of modern art. Do you think I could sell it to the Tate Modern?!