Where am I?

 This is Will.I.am, he is where he is supposed to be, well nearly, he shouldn't be in the feed store helping himself. Now Apollo on the hoof is definitely not where he is supposed to be, he's gorn.

 So armed with a surrogate action Berner, Bryn and yours truly set off over the hills looking for the naughty pony.

 Along the way we found you could quite possibly get blood from a stone.

 As suspected the errant pony was not with the herd close to the house, close as in only a mile away.

 No, he was over the top

and down the other side of the ridge, 2 miles away, making 4 by the time he got frogmarched back home . Bless him.