The lady showed up yesterday and drove that big orange machine around and made the weeds shorter in our pasture. There were not a lot of weeds and some of them are already just sticks. There is hardly any grass at all in our pasture. We have to look hard for it. The lady says that is good for us and that maybe we will not be so chubby if we walk around looking for our grass. But it would be way better if it was just nice and tall and green so we didn't have to work so hard for it. We have not seen the lady much, she has not been out to take us to the new white hill and the little bossy terror has not been making her walk around, either. But then, it did rain for just about four days straight. When she came out to us with the halter, she talked funny and was still coughing like she ate a bunch of bad hay. We could hardly hear her when she talked. She put the halter on the first pony who came up to her and that was Toby. Toby is the same age as me, but he is taller and grayer and skinnier. She took Toby into the white hill and then she sat right on his back! Toby was so surprised! No one ever sat on his back before. He said it was hard to balance and walk around with all that extra weight up there. But he said it was fun because he got carrots for just about everything he did. Weird but fun. Then he came back out and Harley got to go up to the white hill. Harley thinks he knows everything already, so he just wants all the carrots up front. He is a bossy big brother and doesn't like to wait for good things. He was a little bored with having the lady sit on him in the white hill, because he likes to jump over things in the arena. But he settled down and worked for the carrots when he found out that was the only way he was going to get them.
Today the sun is shining. I hope I get to go to the white hill and get carrots.
