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October 20th
The clinic is over and was a huge success. I am in the office finishing this blog and catching up with more emails whilst Tina and Little Sarah work horses in the rain. The indoor arena will get finished at some point ladies, I promise. I think I may have to go and fire Shelley. She has worked with me for 16 years and brings her little son into work as she did with her daughter Maisie when Maisie was little. Shelley is such a trooper and will never take time off so I fire her on a regular basis when the weather is foul and re-employ her when it’s brighter. That way I figure she can stay at home with her young son without feeling that she is letting me down and this is the only way I can persuade her to stay in the warm. Her children are just a joy and the active lifestyle that they lead has certainly ensured that they always slept well when they were little! Both adore Rusty, as does his other little owner Rachel, and all the children look after him so well and enjoy riding him and taking care of him.
Talking (or writing) about Rusty, we are all pathetically over excited by the arrival of the new pony rugs that Shelley and Mags have ordered for him, spurred on by his success in the fancy dress classes. They are made from a cow print pattern and are just hilarious. Now I think of it this might be a good way to get my old boy Toto over his fear of cattle! He is generally pretty laid back about everything and is getting on a bit but the sight of Friesians legging it straight towards him gets his heart rate up even now.
It’s CHUCKING it down now so will shoot back home to retrieve my other donkeys from the mud. They do have a large field shelter but they don’t like the rain and the clay can become a quagmire in seconds. Our clay is also red which stains everything a delicate shade of pink in the winter months. No fake tans needed for me or Tony to give us a healthy glow. Just good old Radford mud.
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