Dashing

A horrendously difficult task to do the horses this morning... Filling haynets from a round bale outside in wind gusting 50+ is near on impossible. Also my eyes were 95% hay for the rest of the day. Moving the electric fence was a barrel of laughs too. And the eyeball stinging rain. Think I need to purchase some extreme weather goggles.

Anyway... Before leaving I went and had a chat with a reclining George and gave him lots of scritches. He is SO handsome. There is an extra of him looking extra dashing. 

Gorgeous