Bob.

This bloody weather! Non stop rain. Heavy too! All our fields are awash, as is the road to and from the farm. Still got to look on the bright side, on holiday next week.

Bob?, what can I say, started the long lines, yesterday was not his best day. he decided that he wouldnt put up with them after all. So by standing stock still, he thought that he could hide! I was forced to apply some pressure to his rump, in the form of my hand. At first nothing, then all of a sudden, hey presto! Off we go. He appears to be well on with the Whoa, and today as the sun is now shining, I`m letting him have some time to think, while he grazes in the fields. More as soon as I can. His coat is beautiful, and shiny.