We have travelled a decent distance from Foxton, and Little Mr. suddenly decides that he needs an urgent pee-pee stop.
Whilst Himself helps him negotiate a good spot in the bushes that meets with Little Mr’s approval as far as privacy from passing traffic is concerned, I spy something in the next paddock that makes me laugh.
Clearly, if you had a bird’s eye view it would be clear that there is a fenced path behind the paddock , but from this angle it looks all too much like the Bull has an open invitation for children to visit and is waiting so that he can chase them.
Of course it’s safe for children to use the path, but from this angle it just looks wrong on too many levels.
Needless to say, Himself and Little Mr steered well clear of this paddock when looking for a suitable place to take care of natures call.