Bored

Well, I'm getting sick of this. Stall Rest is stupid! I'm bored and want to play and I can't. I'm stuck in this stupid stall with nothing to do and I can't run and I can't see anything interesting and it's just dumb. I wonder how long I'm going to have to do this.

It was kind of hot today too and my coat has gotten fuzzy so I was itchy and uncomfortable. I tried rubbing my head on the latch on my duds closet but all it did was tear a big chunk of my mane out and I was still itchy. Then I went outside and tried talking to Cocoa but she's dumb and doesn't know anything and she doesn't go out much either so she didn't have anything interesting to say. And Mickey's just cranky. I found out he fell down one day and that's why he was in his stall with bandages on but he doesn't seem to mind so much. Besides his mom came this afternoon and took him for a walk. I wish my mom would take me for a walk.

But she doesn't. She came out late today and she was wearing funny clothes. Black pants and a tan shirt all tucked in. She called them her work clothes so I guess that's what she wears at that Job of hers. Stupid job. If she didn't have to go do that she could be here with me keeping me company and helping me stop being so bored. Maybe we could play some games even if they were in my stall. Like carrot stretches or the game where she tells me to move over and gives me a cookie when I do. I like those games.

Anyway, I was out in my paddock watching Beau and his mom. Beau is a big black horse with a long wavy mane and tail. He's really handsome but he's also really nice. His mom's nice too and she always talks to me and asks my mom about me. She was riding him and they were doing some of the fancy stuff that Kia used to do with her mom so I was watching and thinking I could probably do some of that stuff if I wanted to but I'd rather run around and buck and stuff. That seems more fun than trotting a lot and being all collected and stuff. Some of it looks kind of fun though. Like when they go sort of sideways and forward at the same time - I do that sometimes when I'm frisky and Mom is trying to make me walk.

I was thinking about all that when I heard Mom's car. Well, I immediately got excited. I knew she'd come and take me out to clean my stall, and she'd feed me my bucket dinner and I thought maybe we'd go for a ride or a turnout or at least a walk. So I was happy and I raced into my stall whinnying and then kicked the wall once or twice because I wanted to let Mickey and Cocoa know that it was MY mom coming and not theirs and that she was coming to see me and they'd better just butt out. They just looked at me and went back to what they were doing. They're so dumb.

Mom brought my bucket dinner right over and fed it to me outside my stall. She took off my wraps then put some Nice Cubes in a wrap and put it on my leg. I didn't care that she didn't give me any because I was eating my bucket dinner. I did kick at the wrap a couple of times. The Nice Cubes were cold and it felt funny having this bulky thing tied on my leg. I kind of forgot about it after a while though.

It was getting dark by this time and Mom hurried to finish my stall. Then she took off the Nice Cube wrap and dried my leg. By this time I was done eating and it was pretty dark so she had to clean the shavings off my wraps and re-wrap my legs without being able to see very well. They feel fine though. Moms know how to do those things.

Then she put me back in my stall so I knew I wasn't going to go out even for a walk. I was mad! I poked my head out my hay hole and tossed it and tossed it but she just kissed my nose and gave me some grass hay to eat so I ate it. I'm still not very happy but there's nothing I can do about it. I guess I'm stuck here until she decides I can go out.