Jacob walked into our house at teatime and announced that he had just run over a horse. If it had been Josh he would probably have said in with such conviction that I would have believed him. Jacob is a much less good liar actor.
"Come and look," he said. So always willing to oblige, Jess and I went to look.
Then Jess brought in the horse.
It seems that Jacob had won him on one of the sideshows at a hunter trial he had attended from college today as part of his Equine Studies course - it must have been fun bringing a horse home on the bus.
So Jess decided that she would find out how the new horse shaped up over jumps.
So she turned him out in the garden to eat the grass and get settled.

Well, who am I to criticise: I spent the afternoon at work as Mrs Tiggy-Winkle - a hedgehog who is also a laundress!
By the way, I don't know what the new horse is going to be called, but his breeding is clearly by Sweated Labour out of Orange Velour
PS Jacob tells me - and of course I believe him - that the horse trotted behind the bus.



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Looks like the right kind to me: the real ones are too much work really!
A lovely well told tail - sorry tale.
Great photos too.
Did you get your 'pricker' up today Mrs Hedgehog - meaning did you get crabby or upset - just enquiring - lol