I had such a fright this morning. I went down to the bottom field with the usual carrot and apple, and the ponies had gone! They were not in the electric-fenced enclosure and I could see no sign of a breakout point. I thought they were still somewhere in the field - there are several trees and dips, and I called, but nothing. Then I began to get scared - they always whinny when it is apple time in the morning, and come running. I searched the field - some droppings, showing they had got out of the fenced in area, but no sign of them. I came back to the house, heart sinking, wondering if I should call the police or go look for them, when a movement caught my eye. Clever ponies - they had somehow found their way past the house and back up to the top field where the stable is, and where Tiffin was born. Fortunately, the gate to that field was open as they were not meant to be in it! All three of them were calmly grazing there. I used the opportunity to get them all into the stable and put a first headcollar on Tiffin. He didn't like it much, but didn't fight it after a few minutes. I couldn't get a pony one small enough, so he has one meant for a sheep for the moment, poor boy, although it is not a perfect fit. I will get something better in the next week or so. At least he is getting used to wearing one. And here are some pix:
Tiffin in his collar
Trying to decide if my wellie boot is eatable
Tiffin and Tartine
The family grazing, not caring about the fright they gave me
Tiffin in his collar
Trying to decide if my wellie boot is eatable
Tiffin and Tartine
The family grazing, not caring about the fright they gave me
