Last weekend we were intrigued to see the neighbours that back onto our garden (the ones with all the sheds) were busy putting up fence posts all around the back section of their garden, which adjoins ours.
Fence rails and wire were added then a water trough was set up next to the nearest shed and a new door put into the rear of the shed.
Speculation went on with our other neighbour, who suggested that perhaps goats were coming. P said horses. I suggested a pack of attack dogs.
On Wednesday morning we got up and looked out of the window to see that there were now three adorable little ponies in the garden. They were running around, close together, exploring their new home.
P went down to the fence and took this photo of them.
It may be hard to tell from the photo but they are quite small.
I have absolutely no idea if they are male or female but the one with the white mane and tail I call Blondie as "she" struts and prances like a girl, swishing her long ponytail and generally showing off how beautiful "she" is.
So much more interesting to watch than the robot mower that occupied the garden for the past few months.