Spikes.

Charlie bounced on to the bed, he was prickly to the touch and he had porcupine quills in his back. We'd seen a dog with quills at the vet, they were in that dog's nose, his tongue, all the places you'd expect a dog to get quills when sniffing a live porcupine. Charlie must have got his quills from rolling on a dead porcupine. We know where there's a dead porcupine but I, at least, don't care to think that the dog that has just climbed in the bed had previously been rolling in the manure pile.

Anyway, the day started with pulling them out:




The next job was to give the horses their West Nile booster shots. Just take these



and stick them in those



In the event it went surprisingly easily




and walking up to the horses gave us a chance to see what over the fence so fascinates them. It's the buffet.