Foggy

Horrid windy day today, goodness knows how much pooey bedding I've eaten whilst mucking out. We empty the wheelbarrows of dirty bedding into a big trailer situated in the windiest part of the place, where the wind whips it back into our faces!

When I got to Foggy's box, I didn't see her, so assumed someone had taken her out to ride. Only as I went to open the bolt on the door did her head pop up - she had been lying flat out, snoozing in the sun streaming in over her stable door.

I gave her time to wake up by cleaning out the next stable along. She still wasn't inclined to get up though, I had to encourage her with a handful of hay!