Creatures of habit

Our equines have a number place they can wander around and some, like Benjy the big shitland is abusing the privilege by roaming in the wilderness and refusing to come home. Here you can see Trevor Shetland poised on his perch ready to swoop down and dish out death and destruction to mere mortals. 

This is Pronto watching me as I set about the mornings chore. Horses are creatures of habit so despite having huge fields to roam about and do their doings they all come done onto the runway a dump their recycling on the runway. For numerous reasons including cant be bothered to the runway has not been top priority but today it fell into the something must be done category.

Which is why yours truly, a large shovel and an observant shitland called Misty set about the huge task ahead.

In actual fact it took less time than I thought it would 

and pretty soon substantial areas of concrete was revealed.

One hour later.

Runway is clear.

And so it begins again.