Ally's gang

Ally's Arrayan fillies straight over to investigate a new play thing, there is no doubt he stamps his stock in looks and temperament!  Cid was having a wee snooze in the sun after his bath.

Chamfron Ojo de Tigre

Popped up to see Lindsay and Tigre tonight, delivering a poncho for a foray into foreign breed classes next month.  It was lovely to have a sit on four year old Tigre who is now hacking out alone and in company and going well.

Bits and pieces

Two year old Campeador is looking well although sporting the "what happens if you get stuck in traffic and don't have time to quality control the children's plaiting" look, it is somewhat unusual and makes me smile, lots.  Four year old Bellini has picked up another couple of red rosettes dressaging this weekend and heads off to dressage camp next month.  Santiago has been saddled and girthed up for the first time and is totally unbothered.  

When Fatty went and I said "one day I might own a Chamfron again" well I do and I've even pulled my finger out and updated his passport this time!  Now technically he was never sold from Chamfron Stud but there was a break down in communication earlier in the year and he was being moved on, however alls well that ends well and I get to play at being an owner these days while he is treated like a king with his new family.  

Getting bigger

Not as much action on the trail camera at the moment but at least one fox cub still coming to the garden most nights.  In the woods the other camera has picked up the odd (sadly very blurry) snap of a badger.

Having fun

Not much to report on the blog at the moment, Spidey is fully recovered and had a fun trip out to Bowhill Estate today to canter through the woods with his girlfriend Wena.  I disappointed him the other day by making him trot in a stubble field, he said I was a complete disgrace to pony ownership and sulked magnificently.  I bought him matchy matchy fluff in teal to make up for it.  

In other news we had a fantastic yard night out at the Lauder Common riding ball, lots of laughs, not least me demonstrating why it isn't a particularly clever idea to cross a cattle grid in towering heels, in fact I think I will still be laughing about that long after the bruises have faded.  Also had a lovely night out catching up with Patricia and meeting Helen while they were riding the St Cuthbert's Way.  Such a shame we didn't take part in the pub quiz though, the first two questions were "what holds a saddle on a horse?" and "how do you breed a mule?" - we'd of been quids in...