Having realised the paddocks, dry and desiccated after weeks
and weeks of ' no rain', are full of horse poo, Niki took it upon herself to empty
them of said faecal deposits. After all,
little grass though there may be, the paddocks are still the horses' dinner
plates. With a little help from our new ride-on and its useful little trailer
we've been picking up lots of said 'produce' and leaving it on the compost
heap, in a feeble attempt to keep Raphael Worthington aka Raffi off it ... (Sunday note:
well, that last bit didn't work. "Ra-Fa-El Worthington! Come here!")
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