I assured them that I was in fine feather and thanked them for their concern. Then scurried speedily through the brambles to avoid being seen by the truly enormous jet black bull. His muscles ripple and shimmer in the sunshine like a gentle incoming tide at Littlehampton.
Back in the safety of our field I admired the abundance of sloes -
"Hello Gordon! Did you enjoy your walk?"
I nodded, indeed I had. But I was ready for a nice nap now - let's head to the peace of my stable in that sunny spot and have a lie down. Sounds just the ticket! Gordon xxx