Recently I met this lovely Connemara Pony. He is like the mascot of Moycullen.
He lives in a field right before all the hubbub happens.
I also cannot resist a good photo when I see one,
He is SO charming!!
He can be really friendly or be just so bored and ignore you to death no matter what you do.
I guess everyone tries to grab his attention when passing.
On a few occasions I got lucky!!
Here is me and the pretty pony from Connemara that lives in the Heart of Moycullen
It started out wet and drizzly. It was still a bit dark and yet the light was soft, the colourful autumn attire of the trees was gently saturated. There was a marvelous feeling of calmness and peace in the air.
At the end the sun came up and the colours changed.
I have to admit that one of the best things ever is walking with my boxers.
They are fun, they are a constant source of entertainment and they are always there for you when you need company and affection. All they ask in return is regular meals, hugs and of course long walks to keep their energy in check.
There is nothing more fun than walking with my boxers.
Here is a quick peak at my last walk when Patch decided to bring some turf home, and of course he chose the longest log he could find!!
Someone even asked me: Is your dog stealing turf?! I have to admit that I did not have anything clever to say to that.....