Grass?

So every morning, us ponies go down to the gate at the end of our pasture and wait there for the lady to come and open that gate.  The lady goes by us all the time, either with that bossy dog leading her on a lead rope or else in the little green truck thing.  She goes to look at those fat grumpy mares that live with my dad Bob.  Sometimes she goes when it is dark out and she has a shiny light on top of her head.  She looks at the fat mares and asks when they are going to have babies.  Then she looks under their bellies.   The mares don't say anything.  At any rate, she doesn't stop and open the gate for us.  It is obvious we want to have her open the gate so we can go out into that field and eat nice grass.  Every time she opened that gate in the past, there has been nice green grass in that field, so we are sure there would be nice grass now too.  We don't see any nice grass over there, but that doesn't mean it won't be green when we get there.  So we don't know why the lady is being mean to us and not opening the gate. Yesterday she brought us carrots and had the shiny thing that sounds like a bee.  She tickled us under our heads with the shiny thing and then our faces looked skinnier.  We are all very fuzzy and have wonderful thick coats that are good for when the white cold stuff falls on our backs.  After she did that, she went over to those younger ponies that live with the big red mare. They wanted the carrots but they did not like to have the buzzy thing under their faces.  So they still have long hairs on their heads.  We are much more glamorous ponies than they are with our skinnier faces.