Today my mom came to the barn kind of late, after I'd already had my alfalfa. I don't mind. I know she always comes to see me and give me my bucket dinner so I don't worry about it anymore. When I first came to live with her, I didn't know that so I got a little nervous if she was late. She hardly ever was though, and even if she was it was just a little late. So I got used to it and now I don't worry.
It was nice today because it was hot outside during the day but by the time she came, it had cooled off some. I was happy to see her and whinnied hello as soon as I heard her car. I always do that. Sometimes I don't hear the car because there are things going on but she always calls to me as soon as she gets out of it so I know she's here. Then I whinny. It's pretty nice - she always says hello to me so I always say hello to her too.
Today we rode around the farm again. I like that and it was nice because it was kind of quiet and it smelled nice. I was feeling kind of lazy and we just walked around with Mom holding my reins nice and loose. She didn't let me go too slow or stop as much as I wanted to, but she didn't make me walk real fast either. It was a nice walk.
We walked up the hill near where I used to live and then went down by the pasture. I wanted to stop and visit with Sparky but Mom wouldn't let me and she wouldn't let me go back to my stall either. She made me go around again. I got a little mad at that but once we got going again, I didn't mind because it was nice out and I could see the horses in the little pasture on the hill, and the horses in the little pens near the Little Rolling Arena, and I saw another horse walking around with his mom on his back and we rode sort of together for a little way until he went into the Rolling Arena. I wanted to go in there too but Mom said no and made me go back up the hill again.
This time though, she asked me to trot about halfway up and I was happy. It's lots easier to go up hills fast, and it's lots more fun. Trotting up that hill felt good and when I got to the top, I was ready to keep going. There's a gate there that leads out onto some roads that Mom calls Trails and I've been out there a few times. It's really fun out there but the gate was closed so we couldn't go that way.
That was too bad but then we rode down by the pasture again and something nice happened. We were just about to turn the corner to go down the hill when the Coyotes started howling. They do that, you know. It's a pretty sound, and gets louder and louder as more of them join in. Usually I just hear them but this time we could see them way out in the pasture. There were 4 or 5 of them and they were howling away and sniffing noses and wagging their tails. Then we saw a few more trotting up the trail toward the others and when they got to them, THEY started in howling and the whole bunch started all over again, with the tails wagging and all of them wiggling and happy to see each other. A couple more came from another direction and now there were about ten of them, all trotting around and sniffing and howling and yipping.
We watched them for quite a while, just standing there with my reins loose on my neck and Mom just sitting quietly on my back. There were Deer out in the field too, on another hill and they didn't pay any attention to the Coyotes. They just kept grazing. There was also a Bunny that was hopping around in the pasture closer to us. He was cute. I like to watch the other animals on the farm. Mom knows that and she lets me stop and do it lots of times.
Finally, the Coyotes seemed to be done and we started walking again. Mom rode me past my barn then got off and led me home. She cleaned me up and unsaddled me and then brought me a hay snack and my bucket dinner. It was that nice time of night when it's not quite dark yet but the sun isn't right up above you making you hot. I felt good and it was a fun day.
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