Taffy

Taffy; dressing up

At last a Christmas Robin; with news of my dear hacking chum, Taffy! As usual the old misery sent word of yet another ailment. He's laid up (or “locked up” as he put it) with another abscess in his hoof. And if that wasn't bad enough his Two-legs has added insult to injury with the application of a red plastic bag around the injury. I've sent back word to console him with a chirpy comment that at least it is a seasonal colour! That will go down well...

Love a GOOD scratch

Actually, his main complaint was about being kept in the sand school, out of the mud and away from his beloved hay ring. Apparently his brother, Zebedee, is doing great damage to its' contents and poor ol' Taffy's terrified that there will be none left for breakfast. At least Zeb is able to eat his meal in peace.

Merry Christmas, and may the wind be at your tail and not blowing in your ears!

Love Flint x

Stinky Benny; unimpressed with being clipped at this time of year.  If only he'd stay out of the muck heap!  Mucky dogs get clipped.

Surprised, but delighted!

Thank you to those who sent Flint Christmas cards!

I have to say I am most surprised, but delighted with my Christmas cards.  They arrived unexpectedly in the post. Two legs has pinned them to my stable (On the outside; in case I get peckish at night and forget that ponies shouldn't eat paper!)

Robin

The Robin – Official Equine Christmas Messenger!

The UK's favourite bird; with its bright red breast it is familiar throughout the year and especially at Christmas! Males and females look identical, and young birds have no red breast and are spotted with golden brown. Robins sing nearly all year round and despite their cute appearance, they are aggressively territorial and are quick to drive away intruders. They will sing at night next to street lights and for the price of a few pony nuts they will gladly convey a pony's Christmas tidings to his friends!