No snow, no ice, it rained. So he left at lunchtime. Walked straight onto the box (Marlborough, I do love them!!!) and travelled fine. She asked to follow us to the main road but within a quarter of a mile we realised that we had a puncture!!! I hit a blasted pothole a couple of days ago and when Dom took the wheel off the rim is dented. So that's not going to be cheap to replace.... even on our little Ford KA. *sigh* Anyhoo, 15 minutes later Dom had put the spare on and we were on our way again. Thank goodness I wasn't on my own, it's been years since I had to change a wheel!!
Joey is now happily living in a field full of grass with a little Welsh A mare in the next door field for company. There was a bit of squealing, a bit of dressagey trot and then the serious business of eating began. We went in her house (lovely!) for a cuppa and then came out to say goodbye and he came straight over to see us. So that's it for three weeks. I did my ironing job this morning and dropped a few tears onto the sheets I was ironing but then I figured that it wasn't worth getting too upset, just in case he does come back. And by the time three weeks have passed, hopefully it won't be quite as painful if she says she wants to keep him.
I sure am going to miss him though.....