This is Heather about to take me into the ring. Apparently, she gives demonstrations at country fairs all about deer-stalking and how Highlands, like me, have to carry dead deer on our backs down from the hills. I didn't like the sound of that at all. I'm having a good look round to make sure there's not a deer in sight!
Well, here we are in the ring. It was quite easy really. All I had to do was walk around with her.
And even better, I wasn't even expected to keep up with her. As long as I was following with a slack rope she seemed to be very happy. This is because up on the hills the deer paths are too narrow for both pony and handler to walk together - so the pony has to walk at a safe distance behind.