I had planned to leave you with a wonderful post for the weekend, full of architectural detail, elaborate text and fabulous photos. I am afraid to say that a pony has changed my timetable this morning and I need to vent a little emotion here.
May I introduce you to Iris. Iris is what you might call a free spirit, although this morning I called him quite a few other and less complimentary names.
Iris has been part of our family for 6 years. To begin with he had a certain amount of excess energy and regularly helped us to dismount at the most unexpected moments, but at the age of 10 he decided he was too cool for that game and became a model family pony, well almost.
The only problem Iris has today is that he's rather bright. Who says bright says easily bored, curious, eager to explore, always looking for a solution to a problem. This morning his problem was that he didn't want to stay in his field and he found a solution..... three times, and that was just before 11am. Houdini on four legs.
For a while he was in livery at the local stables where he was the only pony who needed a padlock on his stable door. His endearing habit was to wait for everyone to go home at night, then unbolt his stable, choose a couple of pals and unbolt their doors too, then lead everyone to the cereal store where a midnight feast was just an easy peasy door latch away.
He gets loads of affection, and he's always pleased to see us
He likes to make himself useful
and we wouldn't swap him for the finest sports horse, but this morning, I promise you
he heard language from this blogger that I cannot put into print!
Wishing you a fine weekend!
May all your four legged friends stay put!