You're bats!

 Early doors bike ride was not as good or as far as I would have liked and whilst trying to work out whether it was fatigue or laziness I found Apollo the wonder foal comfy amongst the remains of the stack of bales I pout there lest night ready for their breakfast.

 The best part of the day involved food provided by the lovely daughter of a good friend who likes to stay low profile so no names no pack drill

 but the occasion was a happy one and those lucky enough for an invite to this very surprise do (and it got him totally by surprise) were in for some treats

 which rug rat MkII got amongst following his dear old dads adage of eat what you can when you can.

 In fact the whole of my tribe got amongst and enjoyed the hospitality and occasion.

 On the way home after a slight detour to collect a large amount of dog food (18 dogs eat a lot of food!) something bounced off Gerry's windscreen in the half light.

Which turned out to be a very clumsy and very annoyed bat. Thankfully he/she was unharmed and once it stopped growling at me flew off again which is a good thing in many ways as had it chosen to roost in Gerry I'm pretty sure its illegal to drive with bats under the bonnet.