The team saddled up yesterday to help a neighbour walk a mob of cows through some fairly rough terrain.
Sal, most excited and rearing to go.
Horses were primped and preened in readiness for their grand adventure.
Our big girl safely returned to the fold, after her three day 'transitional' experience at secondary school.
One youngster, as pictured above,
yet to leave her side.
The afternoon unfolded without incident and ended with far too late a Sunday night for children who had to be at school this morning.
In other news,
Fred the Wonderdog, took a hit for the team on Saturday. Blocking a mob of freshly cross-branded heifers turned out from the Bottle Tree yards, he was rather unceremoniously stomped on, tearing between his toes, causing a great deal of blood loss and yelping.
The old coot continued to work on three legs, until we were finally able to call him back. He's still travelling on three, and will be out on injury for sometime yet. Enjoying the attention he's spending a lot of time lying at the back door, eager to hold his paw aloft for any interested passers-by.
Ella's enjoying having a houseyard companion, though her circle of movement doesn't radiate too far from the verandah. Her greatest risk of injury perhaps having her head stuck between the banisters.