
Meanwhile the pony paced for most of the night, with the longest intermission lasting 40 minutes (I was awake counting them). I am going to have to beg for my neighbour's forgiveness. Our guest kept itself busy ripping out my plants and depositing steaming piles of manure all over the deck, such that it is now covered in a thick paste of the stuff. I hand-picked a few bags of grass from our nature strip, which seemed to go down well (albeit rapidly) and provided more hay. Enchanting as it was having a cup of tea out on our verandah with this magestic herbivore, I'm hoping that we'll be able to find more suitable accommodation today.