falling feeders

So, we were all standing around, feeling sleepy because it was sunny and nice and we had on fuzzy coats. I was even lying down when the lady showed up with her little stand for our feet and bucket of metal tools. She put the halter on Belle and combed out her forelock and then she trimmed her feet so they looked pretty. Then she did the same thing to Krissy and Elfe and Lu and Sienna. Then she did me too, because it is not fair to come out and make them pretty and not do the most glamorous pony. We didn't get any carrots tho. But then it was already getting a little dark, so she came back out with the green truck thing and our hay. Watching her rasp all those feet made us really hungry, so we were all gathering around the boxes that she puts the hay in and trying to grab some before she put the silly nets on top of it. Someone must had bumped that stick that holds up the boards that go on top of the box and WHAM, the boards fell down. The lady looked up and caught the boards right on her face. You know, she has these round metal and clear things in front of her eyes and that was what she used to catch the boards. It did not look like a good idea to me. I think she should have used her front legs that she doesn't use to walk to catch them. The round things slid down her face and the lady said OWWWW! really loud. There was even red blood on her face. So tonight she made us stay way back from the hay boxes when she put the hay in them. She brought a skinny stick with her and shook it at us and wouldn't let us eat any hay until she walked away. She had different round things in front of her eyes and her nose is shiny. She was not much fun at all.

new people

A couple of days ago, a man came walking up and looked at the white hill. He seemed to like it. Then he came walking over to us and we ran to the fence, because we thought maybe he had carrots and would take us into the white hill with him. We all looked as hill-worthy as we could. But he walked off down toward the pond. So we watched him because we were pretty sure he would let us out into the nice grass that was on the other side of the fence by the pond when he got down there. But he didn't do that either. He just walked around the pond and looked at the water. Then the lady who feeds us and another lady who kind of looks like her came over to the fence with that hunk Fusion. Fusion got to eat grass outside the fence while the new lady admired me and told me I was beautiful. Then Fusion did some of his fancy tricks for the man and the new lady and he got carrots. But no one gave me any carrots. I got to see the new lady a couple of times more because she came with our lady to give us hay. She was always carrot-less. Today our lady didn't have anyone with her and she just threw our hay over the fence. So those two shaggy yearlings came over and ate the hay with us. I don't know why Harley let them get away with that. I hope he's not starting to like that Fiesta better than me.