Not only has he been lame (better now) but he also had colic yesterday. They wanted to get the vet, but I said, wait. He does this, and then by the time the vet comes, he says, "tummy ache? What tummy ache? It wasn't me" (I think he's trying to avoid that thing where the vet sticks his entire arm up...well, you get the picture). And afterwards, there's a huge bill to pay.
So off we set today, in the sunshine. Lovely fields of golden stubble; everything fine. Two children's bikes on the verge caused an OMG moment (we galloped noisily away down the road to escape them), and a tent in a garden, ditto. And wheelie bins.
And a deer.
Me: Now, don't be silly. We know about deer. And they're much smaller than you. And look - that one's actually running away from you.
Titch: But it's leaping up and down! Why's it leaping up and down?
Me: It's a deer thing. It's what deer do.
Titch: I don't leap up and down!
Me: No. Because you're not a deer. Besides, you certainly do leap up and down. What about those bikes and that tent?
Titch: That was different. Besides, I've not been very well.
All in all, he seems a whole lot better.