The yearlings were grazing near ///shipped.vowel.oils, along the front of the trees by the road, at 14:00 this afternoon. They were all very friendly, coming over to say hello and enjoy some strokes. Yearlings 276 and 282 were especially affectionate, both thoroughly enjoying long neck and chin scratches.
After a while, the yearlings returned to grazing and wandered west, eventually climbing the bank to munch on the gorse nearest the fence by the road. They caught the attention of several passersby, who asked lots of questions about them, which I was happy to answer. Although the boys were completely fine, I was relieved when they climbed down and moved into the shade of the trees near ///poses.moving.bills. There, they soon settled down to relax and chew their cud. Yearling 276 came over for another round of strokes and rubs before I said my goodbyes at 15:10. The boys were happy, relaxed, and in good health.
The ponies were happily grazing in the sunshine to the west of the ammo compound, near the tank pits, at 15:20. They were enjoying plenty of grass, heather, and the occasional nibble of gorse. They took turns coming over to greet me and enjoy some strokes, rewarding me with gentle nuzzles. The dark bay pony's ear tip continues to improve, but I applied some more healing cream today. The girls were all content and looking well.
The ponies continued grazing, but frequently took breaks to come over for more strokes. Davinia and Polly especially enjoyed being brushed while resting in the sunshine. Polly was so relaxed, she closed her eyes and rested a hind leg. Davinia preferred to reward me with gorgeous nuzzles. While spending time with her, I noticed that her front right hoof was badly chipped. I've shared some photos with the owner so she can decide on the next steps.
Unfortunately, there was another instance of someone attempting to feed the ponies. A man pulled a massive carrot from his backpack, just a few meters from me, and was about to give it to one of the ponies. I politely asked him not to feed them and explained the reasons why. He wandered off, but it was clear this wasn’t the first time he had been doing it.
The ponies gradually grazed their way south of the ammo compound by 16:30, happily enjoying plenty of gorse and heather. By 17:15, they had started moving down the path towards the entrance by the car park. I said my goodbyes soon after.
The cows and the ponies were all good today.