He wanted to go through into the field with some grass in it - our track is just grass crisps. I told him he had to wait till I had finished the poo picking. He got really stroppy, bucked, curvetted, reared, and then set off around the track at full pelt. This is his second lap:
Afterwards he came down to me as I finished off and said that now he was really really puffed:
He is soooo fat, I am ashamed
Afterwards he came down to me as I finished off and said that now he was really really puffed:
He is soooo fat, I am ashamed