Foggy having his bedtime carrot in the early hours of this morning.
I can’t say any of us Policed without fear yesterday, but we Policed it nevertheless.
None more so than our four legged friends. Thanks big guy. 💙🏴
1. Gushing Thanks: A 🧵.
The awful riots that shook the nation last week have brought out the very best of us. I’ve a few “thank yous” to dish out.
Firstly, to our horses. I choose to be a copper, they don’t and so I’m morally obliged to ensure they have the best life possible.
I’m not gonna lie, we all had a deep sense of foreboding all morning yesterday. By the second photo we’d got into an “in it together” spirit for what lay ahead. What did lay ahead was a great policing operation with few issues so we had some much-needed light relief.
After a football match a few weeks ago some idiots tried to have a fight after the game and Bawtry was punched by one of them. Bawtry’s having the last laugh because we’ve just heard that he’s been banned from football for 3 years.
Foggy has a bit of saddle-sore from that long, violent clash in Rotherham last Sunday so I’ll be paired up with Big Henry today to give Foggy time to heal.
We’re all hoping it’s a peaceful day as we head out to police more protests.
Given what’s happening in the world this seems rather insignificant, but I had to make the tough decision to take this little fella to the vets for the last time this morning. He’s been stuck to my heels for 16 years and died as I wanted, in my arms. 💙💔💙
#mansbestfriend
I saved the most important “mint” ‘til last.
Foggy got us into, and out of, some very dangerous situations during the violence in Rotherham.
I say “us” because he led the team and gave the other horses confidence to go forward… a true hero in my opinion.
Sore healing up nicely.
Well that was my last day.
The whole team, the way of life, the work we do, but most heart-wrenching of all… the horses. I’ll miss it all so much.
It’s far better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all though.
And yes, I cried like a toddler… and am again.
Well it’s been a long time coming but my old partner in crime, Treeton, is finally retiring very soon. We’ve found a lovely place in Barnsley where he can just relax in the green pastures and put his hooves up.
He’s earned it.
1. If you’ve followed me long enough you may remember this inspirational young lady Stevie visiting the farm. She has a serious rare illness called Batten’s Disease and is severely visually impaired. We proudly hosted her again today and here she is feeding Billy.
“Overwhelmed” is a word that’s often overused, but I really am.
I’ll read and reply to everyone as soon as I can but thank you all so much!
I’m not done quite yet though so for now the horse-posts will keep coming.
Enjoy the slow rhythm of Handsome Henry’s hooves.