With 42 mm of most welcome rain falling yesterday morning, it seemed just the motivation for these cheeky characters to execute the great escape.
Found frolicking with my milkers, these boys had obviously been having whoopee playing in the freshly generated mud.
Thankfully photography sessions for advertising had ended and they were left to enjoy their facial mud-packs.
Only four more sleeps until they catch a lift north.
Looks like a bath will be in order beforehand.
And only four more sleeps until my girl comes home for the weekend.
But who's counting?