Dobbin refuses to eat his crusts; he just goes for the best bits, in the soft tasty interior.
Wintery
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It’s stormy .
I took the Welsh to the beach and we hugged the Promenade wall to keep out
of the wind.
I’ve made a fish pie and the fire is lit.
It was my n...
11 hours ago
The equine equivalent to not eating one's crusts! Would it help to warn him that his hair won't be curly is he doesn't eat the outside bits as well?
ReplyDeleteWould he listen?
DeleteMaybe he's making a shelter. In case it snows again.
ReplyDeleteAn old farmer friend only told me this summer that when hay begins to rot on the inside, all the animals go mad for it - looks like Dobbin does too.
ReplyDeleteRotting hay must be the equivalent of silage which always smells pretty good to me.
ReplyDeleteI love the smell of 'good' young silage. It often reminds me of sweet licorice.
DeletePony Dobbin looks to be the same size and color as my miniature jackass Doolin. Long lost brothers perhaps.
ReplyDeleteIf the hay is rotting, could it also be fermenting? Is he really just catching a buzz?! LOL
ReplyDeleteThe perfect blog--witty, short and immensely fun!
ReplyDeleteIt looks a bit like a hobbit hole.
ReplyDeleteI see this quite often up the road. Love this post!!
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