Note the light pink "horn"
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
What we learned tonight (guest blogger Vashti)
Mom came to see me tonight - I was super tired because I got to eat grass allllll day in the pasture. We only get out to the pasture to eat about once a year or so... (Deb's note: it's actually a pasture rotation and she is out there once a week) So, anyway, I was really tired being out in the sun and eating and guarding the water trough. That's hard work guarding the water - you never know when another horse might sneak up there! And now Mom wants me to carry her all around - after my long day. Sheesh.
Oh wait, I'm supposed to tell you what I learned tonight. So, I'm hauling Mom around outside, working my tail off, when she decides we should leave the dirt ring and walk over to some grass. Grass is good for eating, but it's also good at hiding suspicious characters, like that squirrel of death... Now I'm carefully watching as we start over the grass - in fact, I even tried to take Mom right back to the dirt, but sometimes she can be so stubborn. Then, there it was! A crafty, pouncy, cat! I jumped straight up, but Mom told me it was alright. So I learned cats do not eat horses, even if they are no good, tricky little fur balls and I still have my suspicions if Mom is right about this "fact"
Oh wait, I'm supposed to tell you what I learned tonight. So, I'm hauling Mom around outside, working my tail off, when she decides we should leave the dirt ring and walk over to some grass. Grass is good for eating, but it's also good at hiding suspicious characters, like that squirrel of death... Now I'm carefully watching as we start over the grass - in fact, I even tried to take Mom right back to the dirt, but sometimes she can be so stubborn. Then, there it was! A crafty, pouncy, cat! I jumped straight up, but Mom told me it was alright. So I learned cats do not eat horses, even if they are no good, tricky little fur balls and I still have my suspicions if Mom is right about this "fact"
Sunday, June 6, 2010
It's been hot
I mean August hot - triple H's. Hazy, Hot and Humid. This is not weather that Vashti appreciates needless to say. For one, horses generally like it cooler, so she is not in the best of horsie moods. She is hot and she is not afraid to make her crankiness known. Also, because I am so mean, and insist she still carry me around several times a week, she gets sweaty pretty quickly - which leads us to Two: She is given showers. This is an indignity she still cannot stand - the dreaded being sprayed with a garden hose, so demeaning!
Of course the hose spraying leads to the inevitable rolling (see My Little Mud Pony below, noting that V is a completely Chestnut colored horse - not Bay, Black, or any other color that causes dark brown)
Of course the hose spraying leads to the inevitable rolling (see My Little Mud Pony below, noting that V is a completely Chestnut colored horse - not Bay, Black, or any other color that causes dark brown)
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