Too distracted to post

Well, I've been bad about posting. I've just been too upset and out of sorts.

At first, it was just because we were so busy. My mom was riding me a lot. Like every day practically. I didn't mind. It was kind of fun and we were doing a lot of fun stuff together. She's been using my old saddle that fits me so that's okay and we've been working really hard. We ride a lot in the Flat Arena and she's been making me do a lot of trotting. It's been hard but I've been trying to behave and it's been pretty good for the most part. She doesn't let me get the better of her and I know better than to try. I haven't bucked or tried to get her off me since that day when my saddle hurt.

Then it got really hot. We still rode but not quite as much. Plus Sparky was getting ready to go in a Show so my mom was helping him and his mom practice stuff for it. I was hoping I'd get to go to the Show too so I could at least watch Sparky but it turned out I couldn't because my mom went on Stall Rest again.

I just hate it when she can't come to see me! It's just awful. She was here one day and then the next day she didn't come. I wasn't very happy when Sparky's mom showed up without her but I tried really hard to be good and I figured maybe it would just be one day without her and I could survive that. But then another day came and she still didn't come! And that day was the day of the Show so Sparky's mom was all fussing with him and not paying any attention to me and stuff. She didn't clean me or feed me or do anything with me for a long time and even when she did, she did it all wrong. So I was pretty upset and then the next day she came without my mom as well!

By this time, I was nearly frantic. I hate it when my mom's not here. No one else knows how to do all my stuff right, and no one else pays attention to me the way I like it. Sparky's mom does her best - I know that - but it's just not the same and I can't help getting mad. I kept rushing out to my paddock every time I heard anything that might be my mom, and I called her and called her but she just didn't come. I had my food, and Sparky's mom did clean my stall and turn me out but none of it was like my mom does it and I just needed my mom. I missed her so much.

Sparky tried to make me feel better. He told me she was probably not feeling good and would be along when she felt better but that just made me more anxious. What if she never got better? What if it took a really long time? What if she forgot about me? He didn't think any of that would happen but what does he know? Sometimes at racetracks, horses get sold and they don't even know it. Someone just shows up with a trailer and takes them away. I don't think my mom would do that to me but I worry whenever I don't see her. I just can't help it.

But today, I heard Sparky's mom's car drive up and as soon as it stopped, I heard my mom's voice calling my name! I whinnied as loud as I could and raced out to my paddock to see and there she was getting out of the car! I was so happy! I nickered and nickered as she came up to my stall and I could tell she was happy to see me too. She gave me a big hug as soon as she opened the door and petted me and told me how pretty I am and all the things I like. I was so happy to see her I almost didn't care about the hay scraps on the ground.

She gave me a nice grooming - just a short one because Sparky's mom told her to take it easy - and took me out to the Round Pen to play. We played fetch with my rope toy and played the Cone game for a little bit and then she just walked around with me and petted me and gave me cookies. It was pretty nice.

When I got back to my stall, the guys were just moving a new horse in next door to me. That was the stall I used to live in when Coco was in my stall. I was interested. There hasn't been a horse in there since I moved out of it and I kind of miss having a horse on both sides of me. I like having friends and neighbors. This is a boy horse, a big black guy, who used to live up on the hill across from my stall. He's very handsome and seems nice. His name is Solo and I think we're going to be nice friends. We sniffed noses a lot and he was very polite.

I'm a lot more relaxed tonight than I've been in a long time. I get so anxious when my mom's not there. I hope she comes to see me again tomorrow. I don't even care if she exercises me. I just like to see her.