Today a little girl came to visit the Fjord. She really likes Fjords so she obviously has good taste. But she doesn't normally hang around Fjords, she usually shows horses in ranch classes, so I don't know why she got a thing for the Norse Horse. Fusion was on his best behavior for her and did his fancy stuff and then she rode him around. Then she came to look at the rest of the ponies and she said that I was her favorite. Of course I was! She really does have good taste. She said she liked my sister LuLu second best. I don't know what it is with that blonde mane of hers -- people really like it.
So after the little girl left, we went out back to see if any new grass came up. It got really windy while we were back there, but it didn't rain much, just a little bit, like enough to make your ears wet. The trees were bending over and the leaves were shaking all around and it was noisy like wooshing and then we heard this sound like thunder. We were standing there talking about how my new little brother is turning gray at both ends, so probably he is going to be gray in the middle too, and we look up to see Artie and Fusion galloping like they were being chased by coyotes, (but there were no coyotes.) They looked just like wild mustangs except they had on halters with lead ropes hanging off them. They came barreling down the hill and ran by the pond and then they had to stop because they got to the pasture with my mom and Aunt Taca and Haylie and the foals. Artie looked all worried and kept his tail up in the air, but Fusion just started eating grass. Then we saw the lady come walking down the hill. She said some things to Artie and Fusion that implied that she did not think much of their intellect and that their mothers were apparently dogs. I do not believe that part about their mothers being dogs. But that other part might be true. The lady picked up the lead ropes and made them walk far apart from each other as they left to walk back up the hill. Artie was still all stirred up and tried to pull away a couple of times, but the lady held on to the lead rope, so he stayed with her. Horses are so funny! It was just wind.
I think the lady is done digging holes, so she should put the flat loud thing behind her orange machine and knock down these weeds. Some of them have pretty flowers, but most of them are just in the way of the nice grass. I am hoping that tomorrow I get to go into the barn to see the blue shiny stuff that is on the ground. The lady had a lot of square red rocks on her truck and she was putting them on the ground on the middle of the barn and now there is shiny blue stuff on top of them. I'll bet I wouldn't even be scared of the blue stuff. Much.
