Lots of visitors

Today I saw my mom AND my friend Emily. That was nice. Emily came to see me this morning. It was a surprise. Usually I don't see anyone until later in the day. And she brought a Dog with her. That was Ishi.

I've seen Dogs before but I never really met one. So that was kind of exciting. She was okay but a little bossy. She sort of wanted to tell me what to do - I think she thought I wasn't behaving right. I was, though. I was being a Good Girl. She probably didn't know because she's a Dog, not a horse.

Emily cleaned my stall for me and took me to the Round Pen to play. It was nice. I had a good time. Ishi took a nap in my stall while we did that. That's okay. I don't mind sharing my stall with my friends as long as they don't eat my food or anything. I didn't have anything to eat so that was okay. I don't know if Dogs like horse food anyway.

After Emily and Ishi left, I took a nap but I wondered if I was going to see my mom. It had been too early for my bucket dinner and I was a little worried that I might not get it. I don't like to miss my bucket dinner. It hardly ever happens but once or twice it has and it was awful! But I thought probably my mom wouldn't let me go without it.

I also wondered if she might ride me again. We rode yesterday and it was nice. I could tell her foot was feeling better and when she saddled me up, I was a little bouncier than I have been. I was kind of anxious to go and wasn't as much of a Good Girl as I could have been, I guess. Sometimes I'm just so excited about going riding that I can't keep still. Mom got a little mad at me when I kept tossing my head while she was trying to buckle up my bridle. She told me to stop or we'd never go and Kia's mom, who was saddling Kia up, laughed and said maybe that's why I was tossing it, because I didn't want to. But I really did.

We rode for a while in the Flat Arena and Kia's mom brought her out and got on her and I thought they might ride with us but they didn't. Kia told me later they went to the Rolling Arena where she had to work hard. Kia sometimes makes fun of me because I don't have to work so hard but it's not my fault. Right now my mom is hurt so she can't ride so much and besides, I don't know how to do all the stuff she does. It's not nice to pick on me but I don't get mad because Kia's older than me and knows more.

After some walking around, my mom asked me to trot. I was a little anxious about it. Last time I did, it hurt her foot and she pulled on my mouth by accident and it wasn't a very good situation for either of us. But she kept the reins really loose and put her hands down on my neck and asked me again so I did it and she was fine! She was going up and down like she does when I trot and her hands were quiet and I could feel that she was nice and relaxed. I was glad - it's been a long time since we could do more than walk. She's trotted a couple of times going up a short hill on the poop loop but that's easier because she just stands up.

We only trotted one time around which was good. She probably shouldn't overdo it on her bad foot. Then we did a couple of poop loops and called it a day. So I thought we might ride again today but she when she got there, I was eating my alfalfa and she was limping again! I don't know what she did - I hope it's not from trotting yesterday but she seemed okay when she left. Maybe she hurt it doing something else. I don't know. I hope it's all right though.

Anyway, she said hello to me and came in my stall to pet me and talk to me and put some fly spray on me. The flies haven't been so bad lately. Kia says it's because of the contraption Mom put up in my stall the other day. It hangs up near the ceiling and every once in a while it sprays some smelly stuff out. It doesn't smell bad or anything but I think it helps keep the flies away. Mom still puts fly spray on me because I don't like flies at all. And she put some cream on a funny sore I have on my side and got my bucket dinner.

She also got Sparky out and gave him his bucket dinner right in front of my stall! That made me kind of anxious - I don't like having another horse right there when I'm eating. I'm always afraid he's going to try to take my food. I was a little sassy about it all, pinning my ears back and kicking my walls. Mom got after me when I started kicking and made the Bad Girl sound so I stopped that but kept making faces. It's my food after all. I should be able to eat it without stupid Sparky being right there!

Luckily he wasn't there too long. She put some fly spray on him and cleaned his feet and put him back in the pasture so I was okay. Then she said goodbye to me. I hope she's okay tomorrow. I'd hate it if we couldn't ride again.