The day it all began
I have a few things to write about, but I am running perilously close to my precious sleep time so I’m just going to make a short entry. I know! It’s
The (mis)adventures of mules in Wales
I have a few things to write about, but I am running perilously close to my precious sleep time so I’m just going to make a short entry. I know! It’s
Last month Ben and I attended an open forum hosted by the Holistic Animal Network, whose guest speaker for the evening was Monica Andréewitch. Monica is an instructor for the
Sometimes, I think the mule has bad dreams in which I’m terribly cruel and abusive to him and, when he wakes, he can’t quite figure out fact from fiction. A
So after yesterday’s debacle, for round two I brought in the big guns and Marty had a long conversation with Ben. I tried to see if he’d be caught by
A while ago, someone posted a list of never-do’s on a mule group I follow on Facebook. It was a very funny list, but also completely true in every respect.
Continue readingThe trials and tribulations of a whimsical mule
The mule has been his usual contrary self lately; we haven’t been doing much, but what we have done has been good or, at the very least, interesting. I’m really
I’ve been putting in extra hours at work this week, and as such my mule time has been reduced. However, although I haven’t been able to bring him into the
I have had a very lovely weekend with my mulo, and as I dragged Ben along as photographer I even have some pictures to go with my usual blah blah!
I was very tempted to take the mule out again today, bad back be damned, but I had the strong feeling that after Monday’s anxiety it would not be wise
I was quite surprised when Marty let me catch him today, partly because I’ve adopted a sense of gloomy fatality about the whole thing, and partly because he didn’t notice
Continue readingWe venture out into the big bad world again.