Everyone's delighted

There’s me, outside again last night, with the wind and the rain blattering down upon my poor naked head AND here’s Two-legs wrapped up like an onion complaining about the cold. Humph! At least she didn’t arrive with the two arms the one length. (I do like apples.) Audrey had wanted to come too, but Two-legs told her it was best to stay the on the right side of the gate and not to be so pushy.

The Farrier had come to trim my hooves.  I was delighted to see him.  I get lots of treats when the Farrier comes to sort out my hooves. Grapes aplenty and sometimes a Lick to keep me amused.  The dogs were delighted to see him/me too.  That’s still as disconcerting as ever!  I wish they’d hold their salivating back until after the trimmings were actually trimmings and not still part of my hoof.  I fear some day soon I’m going to wake up with a dog nibbling on the end of my leg! That Benny Dog is a looper...you never know what he might do!

Audrey was most impressed by my hooves when I returned.  She spent a long time inspecting me for anymore changes to my appearance. She mothers me a bit. I wish she wouldn’t. I have a strong image to project, and protect.