My lovely friend Buster was a bit poorly this winter/spring and looked very much unloved (though was actually very spoilt).
See? So tired and old-looking. Now after a few months of decent grass, continued bucket feeds and more exercise he has been transformed into this:
I hope that you will agree that there is really quite a big difference, not just in his coat. You’d never guess the second pic was if a 26year old would you? I’m so glad he bounced back from his winter tummy woes so he can make the most of his retirement, frolicking in the field and being a noisy beast.
Now I get to see this gorgeous face all the time
Where are my mints?
And this cheeky face
He doesn’t need mints, where are MY mints?
I love those silly horses.
“I’m always drawn to the dark horse“~heather nova, paper cup