Into July now aren't we?

Somebody tell the grass to stop growing please, it is all I seem to do at the moment. Where I come from in Upstate New York the grass has stopped growing by July. Here it just goes on and on. And the edges, God save me from edges. When I die my idea of heaven will be somewhere that the grass is always green and tidy but never requires any maintenance. Did you know that before the lawn mower was invented, men cut the grass on country estates using a scythe and were accurate to a quarter of an inch long? Isn't that something? Twenty first century man can't achieve that unless it is on a golf course.

The donkeys look a bit of a mess at the moment. Adrian is going to find out if this eye rubbing is a "donkey thing" or if it is just something that Millie has taught the rest of them to do. With that and conjunctivitis they all look pretty skanky today. We had to put stuff in Eeyor's eyes, he is a dead certainty for conjunctivitis but the other three donkeys are on hold although they all have raw patches running from their eyes down the nose from the rubbing. There are 5 others we treated for conjunctivitis today as well, looks like hay fever but it isn't. Trouble is that it is quite contagious so if we aren't careful, the whole lot will get it and we have been there before.

Also had a phone call to say another pony is coming back in from a loan home so that will be 37 and another one we can't shift for a while. Apparently it isn't getting on with some other horses that are on the site so he is coming in for his own safety. We will soon have to put them on coat hangers in the wardrobe to find room for them all if we can't lift our quarantine soon.