After Galahad tore his rug last week, Cookster has been causing problems of his own. I had left Galahad’s old rug and a stable rug hung on the wall between the two stables and Cookster pulled them off and trampled them into his dirty bed.
I picked them back up – several times – but he kept pulling them down again. I should have known better – he is constantly taking stuff down. I have to keep a very close eye on him if I want to put my saddle on the wall or door as he can be quick to knock that down too.
The rugs were too disgusting to put in the machine so I had to wash them by hand. It was actually a lot of fun, although I got very wet and it was freezing cold. It should be more of a summer job really!
Just before Christmas I decided it really was time for Galahad to have a new rug. His old one was reasonably sound but, even though it didn’t actually let the rain through, the water wasn’t really repelled either. The outer layer of the rug stayed wet so effectively Galahad was constantly wearing a cold blanket. That’s not really ideal so a new one was procured.
I was rather pleased with it and for a few days Galahad really looked very smart. Then, of course, he had to roll in the muddiest part of the field.
Still, it could have been worse – this week he has decided to tear it.
He probably caught it on the fence, although Cookster does like to play with fabrics so I’m not yet convinced of his innocence! Either way – it looks like it’s time for me to get out the sewing kit.
This morning my sister and Cookster joined Galahad and I for a very exciting hack indeed. Partway up the hill I got off to replace the lid on a pheasant feeder.
I found there was a mouse trapped inside it and although I’m sure it was very happy with all the food, I couldn’t just leave it there. That meant I had to rescue it which was much easier said than done – it was not at all keen on being caught!
I had to stick my whip in the hole at the bottom to stop it hiding in the actual feeder part!
Further up the lane we stopped to look at the sheep when a pheasant ambushed us from the hollow tree right by Galahad’s head. I was very impressed by how little he spooked but apparently Cookster’s heart rate noticeably increased.
We did have fun!
Galahad and I made full use of the whole twelve days of Christmas – we have been wearing our Christmassy outfits all week.
On New Year’s Day we went for a hack with my sister and Cookster, then came back to wassail the apple trees. This is something we do every year, although the ponies don’t often get to join in. They definitely appreciated the apples!
Yesterday was our last Christmassy ride and we had a lovely time, pootling along the lanes which were, for the most part, nice and quiet.
We had a couple of stops along the way – we met some new friends.
We admired the view and we even spotted a few signs of spring.
It was a perfect day – sunny but with a chill in the air. Wonderful.