I had a headache today; one of those take-you-over headaches that allow for nothing other than going through the motions, waiting it out. It put paid to all my plans for this beautiful, mild winter day. I went out this evening to do teas and haynets. Ben came up. I found myself apologising. He really wants to be doing things now after the recent frozen spell. Yesterday, when I went up to the picadero to check if it had de-frosted, he and Rosie arrived and stood waiting, just outside, with a look of expectation on their faces. Of course, we did some stuff.
But today, after abandoning all plans, I said sorry to Ben and told him that I had a headache. He moved closer, just brushed his muzzle against my forehead and moved away.