Not kitchen, dining room And seems that it is getting into habbit - yesterday’s morning I woke at 6 AM because of hoofs hitting the dining room floor again - asked dear Peter what does it mean and he politely explained that he can not find the saddle pad! Good boy for taking horse out for a ride before the heat starts, but why oh why he must take Shella in to help him look for the saddle pad?
We are nuts, I know. But all in all, that’s OK, Shella likes inside, is very gentle and polite, do not pinch anything from table, so why not? For a little treat? Our former showgirl probably is bored now in this calm rural environment, so a little bit difference will keep her mentally stimulated.
Fairy tale… turned by hand at least 700 bales of hay today by myself… I do not feel like living in fairy tale much at present moment… I would say that we are trying to have as much fun as possible