One day, many long months ago, I asked you dearies a question which you very kindly answered. I said: “Would you rather face a dozen guinea-pig sized horses or a dozen horse sized guinea-pigs?”
Mummy’s model horses were nice enough to star in the picture so that you could see what it would be like to have a dozen guinea-pig sized horses. Mayhem, whee reckon. Luckily, the little horses around me were plastic and not up to much.
Well, that’s what whee thought…
Turns out our darling Mummy has been busy. Her herd has grown! 62 model horses, should whee be worried? That does seem an awful lot to me, dearies. As long as they stay upstairs, eh?