So us ponies have been terribly neglected lately so there really has not been much to blog about. The lady put some kind of shiny strip things on the round feet of the little green truck, so she isn't even providing us with dinner entertainment on the hill by our pasture. And she spends all her time with little Mat and our buddy Tux, who are both in the pony barn and getting pampered. That Tux came strolling out of the barn the other morning all by himself and let me tell you, he is looking chubby. He was all impressed with himself for walking around without the lady attached to him, so he went exploring to see the other horses. The lady walked after him and caught up with him and made him go in the small paddock then with Mat. Mat has a big puffy blanket on, so you can hardly even see him.
You know, we don't have any grass because the ground is hard and has white stuff on it, so we are stuck eating hay out of boxes. The lady had been bringing us hay that is square and tied with green string and it was good and hearty and we liked it alot. So then a couple of days ago, when she threw the hay over the fence before she came in to put it in the boxes, we could see that the hay was different. It was softer and had a yellow string on it. The squares were smaller and so there were more of them. Of course , as usual, we ran to the hay and started eating it and it was wonderful! It was the best hay we ever ate in our lives. We never knew there was such great hay in the world. It was almost like nice grass. So we ate all that hay and when the lady brought us hay the next day, it had green strings tying it together. We ran over to grab that hay and Ugh, it was the worst tasting hay in the world. If we were not starving to death, we would not have eaten it, much less gone to all the work of having to pull it, bit by bit, out of the boxes. It was such bad tasting hay that we did not even eat it all out of the boxes. We left some in there so she could see what we thought about it. And then when she came to bring us more hay, some of us just stood on the creek and looked at her. We were doing that so she could see that the water was hard. We did go eat the hay then and it was not as bad as it was before. The lady went to the creek with a funny stick and hit the hard water a lot of times until we could see the normal water that was under the hard water. So that is about it for the excitement around here. I would like to go in the white hill, but it is okay here hanging out with my friends and laying in the sun.
