Well.. I was out late so I'm logging this a day late as I couldn't keep the old eyelids openeany longer.
Not much to post for today except to say that Dona and Lucy are getting the idea of combat teamwork. This afternoon they circle round me like predators looking to ke the killing stroke in and I had to use all my combat skill to take them on sucessfully. It's hard to keep track when they are circling you and they've got the idea quickly enough.
It's getting close to the Christmas Tournament now. Silke, my Yard Manager is making sure that everything is collected, stored and logged on the customs sheet that we might use. There will be 3 horseboxes in my convoy with everything a tournament team needs while away From weapons to Lances, hot water to food.
The Stables Cat, named Silas by the girls and (unprintable comment) by me, made an appearance today for the first time in 2 weeks. Must have found a nice femine feline to keep the randy sod busy! As a way of greeting He jumped up on my lap, meowed contentedly, stretched and then sank every claw the beast posessed into my groin and legs. The resulting scream and outburst of Military language brought everyone running to the stables ofice where I was being quiet and going through the weeks bills. They all burst out laughing at me apparantley doing a very qick quickstep with a large black cat hanging on to my lower half with its claws.
Once seperated, the cat went off with a contented smile on its face the girls left giggling and I amused myself with some disinfectant swabs from the first aid kit and spent 20 minutes with my pants round my ankles cleaning my lower area and wondering if some kind of infection would set in while muttering "F****** CAT!" repeatedly. This cat just seems to love to make my life hell. one minute ignoring totally any rodent that might wander across its paws and the next clearing everyone out of the tackroom by dragging in the largest rat in the world in and then just sitting there with one paw holding the struggling rat down and then licks the other paw, washes its ear and then looks round with an expression of..... "Look what I've got.... hey where's everyone gone?"
It's a good job I've a shotgun because an airgun would only have pissed the rat off!
Thursday night saw a promise fulfilled as the girls and myself went out to a Christmas Market brought over from Germany. Much mulled wine, beer, sausages etc was consumed and they all had a great time.
Friday sees me off to Hamburg with the Orchestra and Chorus. The suitcase is ready, the passport is ready and the Euros are tucked in the wallet.
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