Bog

Half Lime's field is on a slope so is dryish. The other half is a bog. Lime chooses the bog every morning he knows I am going to ride and will have to walk across the field through this to get him. He knows if I am holding his head collar that there is work to be done and stays firmly planted in the mud. He also knows the days when I don't have time to ride and I'm just visiting to feed and will happily trot down to the gate.

We went round broombriggs whilst Mike took Tobes to rugby. Then met up with James and Lynne and the twins for a walk at sence valley. It was a chilly one and very muddy! Good to catch up though!