Skid marks

Feeding the girls this afternoon when Addie arrived late and thinking she’d missed out, she galloped down the hill at warp speed on sodden ground. I realised there was no way she could stop so I got out of the way as quickly as my dodgy knee would allow. I was right, she couldn’t stop and narrowly missed T-boning her mother (which would have elicited a double barrelled response).
The evidence is in the blip.