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.
