A Cob's Job

Two-legs stopped off on her way from leaving her Whaa to school and asked me if I fancied going out for a wee hack. I told her that I had a field of grass to clear, but that I would go for a while to keep her company.



Stinky Ben



She came back an hour later and led me to my stable and my bucket of eatables. Once my bucket was empty I realised that Two-legs had left me to my own devices.  She was no-where to be seen. I did see that my door is still not back on its hinges! I asked Two-legs about this when she reappeared (with hard hat and gloves).  She says it’s a job for Grumpy Drawers and she draws the line at DIY.  Joinery is his job.  I suspect that'll mean I will never have a door again.

My job it seems is to go where I am told and not stop to eat the scenery and try not to step on Stinky Ben, who insists on running in between my legs.  He's not half wise that dog! He is like a moving target and his target seems to be my hooves. I blame that Farrier, tempting Benny with my old hoof clippings. Sally's a much better hacking companion. She keeps the dreaded black sheep from spooking me senseless and gives me a reason to stop and rest while she "catches up".  Any excuse will do!