Stand down, stand down. Neighbour across from us, single older lady who works daft shifts has claimed her as her own. I think it got out as she left. Bless.
We have recently moved fields after monty the horse got kicked in tghe back leg costing a grand in vet bills.
The move was necessary but is proving expensive. He has 3 acres which weve subdivded, so electronic fencing poles and a tranformer. I paid £1500 for a field shelter which is massive but the entrance is too bogged and wet to get the shelter in via vehicle so thats on hold till the field drains. So 4-5 weeks maybe. But already paid for so frustrating
As of today i am now also the proud owner of a horse yard caravan. Yes a fucking caravan which is parked opposite the field so we can spend lovely days up there. I mean wtf.
Tbf it might work out great for the kids just needs a battery in it and a spring clean. No damp no leaks. Its tidy for a couple hundred quid.
Horses and horsey birds are a money pit. Good lord
I have a regular hilarious scene with my dog whenever we put his rain jacket on him. He doesn't like it, but he's more like a stroppy child rather than a 'bad dog'. So you announce going for a walk and he'll run to the door/follow you. But as soon as he sees you pick up the jacket or if you already have it, he'll start to back away and try to turn around. Then i find myself talking to him like he's a kid and he understands the lot. I'll be like "err, no mister, don't walk away. come here, it's raining so you need to wear your coat"...and he'll give me a huffy look and then slowly walk back to me, then stand in a huff while i put the coat over his head, and he makes it a bit awkward to lift his legs for the little straps etc.
And then he's fine, but i swear there's a hint to his walk that says "i hate you for making me wear this, we better not see any of my friends cos you've made me look a right berk"