In all this I had looked round for an ogre ... or an ant that was in the wrong place - Nothing.
So much so, I actually phoned Toni so that she could look across the fields to see if the other 4 were OK. Horses are aware of what is going on around them - so thought it would be best to check. So having momentarily panicked Toni, at least I knew all was OK ...
DJ was just being a twit.
Why ... well, if he tells you, could you let me know!
Toni brought in Junior and he was still a bit silly, but I tacked him up and he was the calmest I had seen him ... I got on him and Toni took a phone call which delayed us - But we stood in the middle of the yard ... and I think he actually snoozed!
We went out for about an hour and 1/2 and he was tired coming back - used up all his energy leaping around earlier.
Once back he had to wait to be fed, as he was hot, so I towelled him down, let him cool and then he had his meal and strolled back out to his field.
However once there, rather than getting down and rolling as I expected he shot across the field to the boundary and stood there glaring across to where the "ant" was approaching from!
That boy is totally mad ... and before you say anything, no, he does not take after his namesake (me - for those who didn't know that!!)