I can't quite put my hoof on it but things have been just a little odd the past couple of days. It started yesterday. She got to the barn but instead of getting me out for my hay snack, she just pulled out the bale of shavings that was in front of my stall and sat on it. She didn't talk to me or look at me or do much of anything. She just sat there.
Well, I was kind of mad. I wanted my hay snack and I wanted to come out and she was just sitting there like a bump on a log. I bounced around my stall a little bit, and kicked the wall a few times, and stamped, and snorted. She didn't even say anything or look at me. I finally got curious and poked my head out my hay hole to watch. It was just... funny. She was sitting quietly, with her eyes half closed, and she was all relaxed. I watched. And I watched some more. And then I started feeling kind of relaxed. It was actually pretty nice just being there like that.
By the time she got up, I was just standing quietly in my stall. She came to my door and I greeted her and we visited for a couple of minutes. Then she came in and opened up my duds closet. She pulled out my rope halter and asked for my nose. I haven't worn my rope halter in a long time. My mom told me that Sparky's Mom made it for me. That was really nice of her. I like Sparky's Mom. I just don't like it when she's mean to me.
Mom took me out then and gave me my hay snack. Sparky's Mom was there by then and she got Spark and he had one too. My mom cleaned my stall. It was an awful mess. It's been raining and raining and my paddock is just full of mud and water. It's too much mud even for me and I kind of like mud. I haven't been going outside much at all. Sometimes I go just outside the door to poop but mostly I'm staying in my stall. It makes it awfully dirty but I can't help it. Mom understands and she does her best to keep it clean.
I was pretty much finished with my hay snack by then and the hay truck was coming. Mom untied me but instead of putting me back in my stall, she led me out onto the road. That was kind of odd. She led me up the road just a little way and then toward the grass where she let me start grazing near the edge. That was really nice. Then she told me I could go up into it. I was really happy about that but I remembered my Manners and walked instead of trotting up the hill.
She let me graze for quite a while. It was really nice. Sparky's Mom had brought him over to where he eats his bucket dinner and then she put him back in the pasture but I got to eat grass. I felt kind of bad for Spark but the hay was out and it wouldn't be good if the other horses ate it all. We'll probably get to eat grass together sometime soon. Last grass time, we ate up there a bunch of times. Sometimes our moms would sit on us but we didn't mind. It was kind of nice.
After a while, my mom pulled my head up and told me it was time to go. She led me out onto the road on the hilly part by the pasture. I pulled a little bit as we left the grass but she made me whoa and reminded me to walk so I did. She led me down the hill and made me stop in front of my stall before going in. That's Manners too. I used to just barge into my stall and she didn't like that. Now I know I have to wait until she tells me it's okay. She turned me around and took off my halter and I waited nicely while she did it. Then I ate my hay.
It was kind of funny wearing my rope halter again but it was nice too. I like it better than that stupid chain. Even though the rope and the little knots kind of push on my face if I'm being bad, it's not uncomfortable and pinchy like the chain. Most of the time, it's nice and soft and comfortable. And it's pretty.
Today was really rainy again, and windy too. I'm kind of sick of the rain but I'm glad I have a nice cozy stall to be in. My mom got there right after the hay truck went by. She brought a chair with her and sat in that outside my stall just like she did yesterday. I didn't really pay much attention to her this time, though. I was busy eating.
After a while, she got up and went to get a one of those big buckets that roll to clean my stall. She just left me inside it while she cleaned because I was busy eating. Sparky's Mom was there by then and she got Spark out and dried him off and put his cooler on. He was soaking wet and his legs and feet were all muddy. He seemed pretty cheerful though. He ate a hay snack outside Cocoa's stall while my mom cleaned mine.
After a while though, my mom pulled the little box thing out of her pocket and handed it to Sparky's Mom. She opened up my duds closet and pulled out her head bucket and put it on her head. That was funny. She always wears it when we ride but I wasn't even saddled up or anything. Then she went out of my stall and Sparky's Mom stood in front of it with the little box thing pointed at my door. My mom opened the door and called me over and put my rope halter on.
I figured we were going for a walk or maybe out to the Round Pen. I walked out with her and she led me down the road. That was okay. I like walks sometimes. I heard Sparky's Mom call out for us to wait and my mom asked me to whoa so I did. Sparky's Mom caught up and I saw her standing next to us with that darn box so I pulled hard so I could go over to see her and Mom told me to whoa again but I kind of forgot to because I was really interested in what Sparky's Mom was doing. I finally did whoa and my mom made me back up a little bit and then she asked me to keep walking down the road.
I was starting to get a little mad. It just seemed stupid. My hay was waiting for me and everyone else was eating. And it was dumb and muddy on the road. Mom finally had me turn around by the Round Pen and I started hurrying back toward my stall but she made me whoa again so Sparky's Mom could catch up and then after we got going again, she asked me to whoa one more time.
This time, she just stood there. It was dumb. I waited for her to tell me it was okay to go again but she just stood there looking at Sparky's Mom so I got mad. I started fussing, and lifting my back legs to kick but there was nothing to kick. So I tossed my head, and pawed, and tried to bounce, and finally I reached out and tried to bite my mom. She told me not to so I did it again and she said something about showing someone she called Aunt Tracey how I behave. I don't know what she was talking about but it was stupid to just stand there doing nothing.
Finally she told me to walk again and she brought me back to my stall. She made me stop at the stupid door of course, and to hold still while she took my halter off. I was sick of it by then and I didn't really try too hard. Then she got mad at me and told me to back up and I wouldn't so she told me again and got mad and finally I did. It was just kind of a dumb day really.
I just don't know what she's doing half the time. If she'd just brought me to the grass or something it would have been fine. I don't see why I have to just walk back and forth. And then she didn't give me very much bucket dinner. It was only about two bites. She did bring me some more hay but it was grass hay and I don't really like grass hay that much. Maybe tomorrow she'll feed me right.
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