“His name is Max, and he's a Norwegian Fjord X Arab. He’ll be four in June. I have about a month to see if I can make it work and make him mine. Have to see if he chooses me too, and whether I'll do him justice.” (1st May, 2006)
Monday, 31 December 2007
Pig Poo
Re-traced our hack steps today with the Ent on foot, to show Max it's OK to be out and about on our own. He had one spin (sigh!) but other than that, was an exemplary character, and went bravely past the pigs and goat, despite the fact that they were lined up at their fence taunting him! He did have to, ahem, “lighten his load” a bit first, but managed to get past them at a fairly regal walk.
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