Locked out/in

Let me have one more grapes!

Locked doors and sealed gates  

It's a perplexing thing

why she keeps locking me in!

I want to go out

and forage about,

Swinging my tail and eating the grass.

She thinks she's being a very smart ass!

I will continue to try opening the gate

and I will open the door with Benny, my mate.

I can manage the handle with my dexterous lips

and the haylage I'll eat regardless o' the width of my hips.

Nudge this!

She turned the key and shook her head    

“No Flint! GET OUT” and “Benny, GO TO BED!”

Here's photos of my efforts.

This is me getting out.

Who am I kidding! She'd hit me a clout!

But I will say “Good luck!” and bid you farewell,

There's grapes and fresh carrots in my new STAY-BEL (stable!)

LIft this bolt!

(Benny) HA HA! I've myself sorted

New things and Improvements

Flint wondering if this is his new stable

The long road ahead

Trot on Stinky Ben!

Well, quite a lot has happened during these last few days. Glory-be and Melody have gone off on their holidays, for no-grass (winter) to “winter in”. They've told me that they both hope to lose a few pounds while they're away. Between you and me they need to lose a few stone. Not that I have any room to talk! I'm not as broad as I once was, but even I must admit there is still room for improvement. The gentle exercise over the green-grass (summer) has worked a treat for me and even my hacking companion, Stinky Ben, has noticed a difference in his dimensions.

On one of the very scarce days that it wasn't raining in Fermanagh Two-legs brought me in to “fit me out” in my nice new shiny red rain-coat. I looked at her as if she were mad. “But it's dry and it's roasting! 15 degrees for goodness sake!” not that Two-legs was listening. She was just impressed by the fact that I actually fitted into my new coat. “Of-course it fits! You've had me and that poor dog traipse the roads all summer long in the wind and the rain!” I had to mollify myself by munching on the nice new haylage that was brought in a nice new shiny green hay net.

Flint

There's a nice new stable being built, but I see that they've been using my nice new pink water bucket for their cement...not at all impressed. It's well seeing that they don't intend to drink from it later! Humph!