Tuesday, 5 January 2016

Ellie and Richie.

Here's our new arrival with some scale.

Louis has gone off her slightly after discovering that they're now sharing stables and so Richie has taken over as her guardian angel, protecting her from all the wildlife prowling these parts, even though with the exception of the occasional belligerent stoat there's nothing bigger than a mouse for miles. And finally, after being bitten thrice, kicked twice the big brainless one has stopped trying to play and just follows her around trying to discover what she is.


  1. She is, and doesn't need that girly rug since she's a Shetland and can take any weather Britain could ever throw at her. But my daughter wants her to feel cool.