Wild horses

A strange day all round at Rock HQ and for some wild horses wouldn't have kept them away from visiting. For my part I tried to get through the day without being able to move properly after yesterdays death by squash courtesy of Ben. I chose to ignore the text message offering a rematch this lunch time, there isn't enough Ibuprofen in the county to have considered that seriously.

Today was the day that three of the pups went to their new families and if you click on the link in the margin you can see the happy families receiving their new charges. Tomorrow we say goodbye to Ribbon and next weekend Nessa leaves to be what we think is the only Bernese of The Isle of Man. Unless you know different.

Thankfully it rained today, hard, and sounding like a real farmer we needed a good soaking to get the grass growing. It also provided a good excuse to stay indoors and relatively immobile working on the new Tales From The Rock website, and as there are some 17000 photos to look through finding the best is a huge task. These pictures of a family group of wild horses were taken on the BBMC a few weeks ago. Not sure if the one at the top was laughing at us.