Iesus Non Amat Me

I had lunch with Emma and Paul yesterday. She showed me Captain America so I am now ready to watch Agent Carter and see if it really is as good as my Tumblr dash and FMM would have me believe.

Today I had to go down into the field and free the neighbour's pony who'd managed to get his leg caught in our fence. He didn't seem overly bothered though, still eating grass while his leg was sticking up behind him all caught up in the wire.

Also, apparently 'untangler' is not a word. I am disappoint.

We took Fury outside and introduced him to the pony. It went all right, actually. The pony just kind of looked at him. Fury hissed but didn't try to attack, which is good. He seemed less scared than he has previously.

And, maybe I'm crazy, but I'm sure that pony has got shorter and fatter. Has someone been squashing him?