At 17:15 this afternoon, I was given a lovely welcome, with the ponies coming to meet me at the main entrance and greeting me with soft nickers. They were very affectionate, enjoying plenty of strokes and rubs, and rewarding me with cuddles and nuzzles. With plenty of flies around, they were happy to stand in the shade while being fussed over. All three looked happy, relaxed, and in good condition.
To encourage the girls away from the entrance, we wandered around the corner, where they began grazing on the slope of Brock’s Hill. They tucked into fresh grass and heather before crossing the track to graze closer to the perimeter fence. Around 18:00, they made their way down to the fire hydrant for a drink—there was still plenty of water available—before resting in the shade of the trees and enjoying long neck rubs.
By 18:20, the ponies had moved south to graze in the shade of the trees and bushes, where there were far fewer flies. They were happy to be brushed as they grazed on the long grass. By 19:00, they had moved further southwest, happily munching on grass growing among the gorse and bracken, nibbling at the gorse as they passed. I said my goodbyes a short while later, leaving them grazing contentedly.
The ponies were all good today.
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