Tinkerbelle

Tinkerbelle

Friday, October 21, 2011

Wind

Hooray -- no bugs! Or hardly any bugs, anyway. I think it is too windy for the bugs to fly around. If they try, they will not be able to go where they want to. It has been cold and dark and rainy too. Us ponies don't care that it is cold, because we are all fuzzy now. We aren't real big on the rain and the wind, but if it keeps the bugs away, it is okay by us. This morning, the lady gave pedicures to Mak and Rita. Alexis helped with Rita's pedicure by holding the lead rope that was attached to Rita. After she was done with the hooves, the lady took Jewel for a walk. None of us ponies wanted to go for a walk because we got to go out by the pond and eat nice grass. It has been a while since we were out there, so the grass is very green and we all waited at the gate this morning and told the lady WE WANTED TO GO OUT THERE, so she opened it. So anyway, we watched her and Jewel walking around. Jewel is always worried about everything and with the wind blowing so much, we figured it was going to be exciting to see what she did. She was not very exciting, tho. They walked around the white hill and went inside even tho it was flapping on the sides, but Jewel just snorted a little. Then they walked over to the creek where all the stuff to jump over is. A big piece of a tree had fallen and was laying partly in the creek. Jewel was a little worried about that, but she was more worried about sinking into the mud. So then they came back and Alexis was very happy because her long lost friend Jewel had returned. The lady put on her high boots that are as long as her legs and went back over to the creek. She walked right into the water like she was a pony and cut the big tree into smaller pieces. Then she dug holes and stuck the pieces into the holes so they were sticking up just like little trees. They had little leaves and long branches that looked like pony tails and were swooshing around in the wind. But some of them had the ends chewed off, probably by that chubby brown animal with the flat tail.
The bossy dog did not take the lady for a walk, I think because it is too cold for that bossy dog. The little quiet dog wanders around and the barky dog jumps around and nips at that hunk Fusion.
If there is no wind tomorrow, I hope I get to go to the white hill. I haven't been there forever. I could use some carrots.