Can someone tell me exactly why I agreed to Rosey's owner's plan to escort her and C on Charlie out for a hack around the roads this afternoon?
The hottest day of the year so far saw me walking with riding boots with no socks on trying to avoid two horses who were doing their best to avoid the horse flies and if they did get one bounced around on the spot until I could swat it.
We managed to find boots for Rosey in front, once we had found an Easycare screw kit to put the gaiter back on that she managed to remove last time she wore them. We found boots alround for Charlie, one back one came off when we were still in sight of the yard so both got removed and hidden in the hedge, one front one came off halfway round and the final one came off when we were in sight of the yard again. It is not easy to remove a hoof boot from a pony who is trying to kick horse flies off his belly. I guess Charlie's feet have changed shape a lot since he was measured up for boots.
We also got shouted out by a women for not wearing high vis, I know we should but it was very hot and I was walking in the middle of the road with a beige T shirt on. I shared my point of view which was if she hadn't have been driving so fast she would have had more time to see us and slow down. We also met three motorbikes which are Rosey's worst thing in the whole world, they very kindly stopped and I told L to put Rosey in the drive of a house, she interpreted this as riding up the drive and pointing Rosey's head at the front door, between two cars, closely followed by Charlie, still trying to do his best to get rid of the horse fly on his belly.
Never have I been so pleased to see the yard after 2.25 miles.
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