wasps

    In the morning, the lady went through the gate to my dad, Bob's pasture where he lives with his mares and then she started jumping around and waving her front legs and saying loud funny words.  You know, with ladies, their front legs don't have hooves, so it's probably a good thing they don't try to walk on them.  They have skinny wiggly things like worms that they can use to open gates.  Anyway, the lady didn't even want to go close to the gate then and after she fed the ponies, she drove the little green truck thing up to the barn and then went back down to the gate.  She had a red cylinder metal thing with a picture of a skinny bug on it and she pointed the top of it at the gate and the gate turned white.   Then skinny yellow bugs like the one on the metal thing started falling off the gate.   Then it was like she was on a mission.  She came to our gates and the gates by the barn and was making those skinny bugs fall down from all the gates. She kept rubbing her one front fetlock and it was red and way bigger than the other one.  
    We have not had much rain, so there is not much nice grass.  We have been out looking for some in the field behind our regular pasture, but there is not much out there.  The little spare lady was driving the orange machine around in our pasture and picking up rocks and putting them in the big orange thing's mouth.  Then she made it spit them out by our hay boxes.  And today our lady was making lots of dust in our pasture by driving the littler orange machine out there.  When she was done, it was pretty flat.  Now we have to eat hay by the rocks.
   I don't know why everyone is getting to go into the white hill except me.  Well, maybe not everyone, but there have been a lot of ponies getting carrots and pedicures.  They don't even have to carry anything or anyone around on their back usually.  It is too hot to carry anything around.   They just get to go in there and try to figure out what that lady wants and then they get a carrot.  I need to get in on some of that action.       

summer daze

Well, now it is hot and there are many bugs. Almost every day, the lady comes out and takes some of us ponies over to the barn or the white hill.  It is nice and cool and bug-free in the barn but sometimes there are other horses in there and stuff keeps moving around so every time I go there it looks scary all over again.  The lady brushes me and combs my tail and sprays wicked-smelling stuff on me and puts gooey stuff in my ears.  Then sometimes she sticks the brown lumpy thing on my back and we go to the white hill and she sits on top of me.  I don't much care for it, but I am trying to be nice to her because I don't think she knows what she is doing.  She makes funny noises and squeezes me with her legs and then she pulls my head sideways even tho I am going a totally different direction.  It is like she can't even tell where we are going. Fortunately, she gives me carrots once in a while if I walk when she squeezes her legs and clucks her mouth.  She does the same thing with the other ponies and some of the horses.   This morning I went with her to the barn and then she made my hooves look nice. I didn't think that was necessary either, but I must admit I like the way they look and feel now.   We have a little bit of grass in our field but we would have more if there was rain.  At night, the lady gives us hay in the boxes, but sometimes we would rather stay out in the field and look for grass.  She doesn't want us to stay in that field.  She thinks we might try to go mow the neighbor's grass again. That is excellent grass, so she might be right.