After cleaning...so we were already whacked.. we or rather I decided to move the pink pigs to the lunge ring so they could clear it a bit. I thought yeah...easy... rang Laura to help me and Pete, just in case. They stood either side while I ran up through the fields with a bucket of feed. I was really tired by the time I got to the other end and tried to get them over the wooden ledge into the lunge ring they just bolted. I knew then..this was a bad idea. Mum shouted "do you need a hand" so yes was the answer...she brought dad with her, and we were there for an age, Dad trying to run and us telling him not to on his new knees, mum trying to barricade the entrance to form a shute but unless she was 10ft x 10ft she didn't really stand a chance , but we kept her moving all over the shop, Laura and Pete chase and I tried to catch them too. Pete finally got the smaller one and we lifted her squealing her head off into the lunge ring...and then the second one...but toolula was too big to do that, so after it seemed hours and guests now arriving and watching....Pete and I lassoed her and dragged/carried her into the ring. She was starting to panic and we had to act fast ...But all in now ....wont ever repeat that episode...The wont be coming out of there until they go in the horse box to be moved!!! Think Mum and Dad had had it too....then I had a BBQ to prepare for Pete's birthday!!!!all in a days work eh!
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