Tinkerbelle

Tinkerbelle

Sunday, December 22, 2013

What if we get shot at?



Can you BELIEVE this?  The lady showed up here with these floppy things and put them on our heads!  She said we were rein dears. This is just plain embarrassing!   And it's not like there are even any reins involved.  (Harley says reins are the straps that the lady holds on to when she sits on his back.)  So there we were waiting for hay and next thing we knew, she was sticking these things on us and laughing. It is not funny.  We are not dears. 
She tried to put them on those horse mares' heads too, but the horse mares said "No way."  She didn't have any carrots so the horse mares were not playing.  So then she put the floppy things on top of the horse mares'  hay feeder. which the horse mares didn't like either.  But they checked them out anyway to see if they could eat them.  (You can't eat them -- I checked.)
  


Sunday, December 15, 2013

White stuff

Wow!  There is white stuff everywhere!  Yesterday the ground had hardly any white stuff at all on it, and then after it got dark, the white stuff started to fall from the sky.  Those magic trees work really good to keep the white stuff from sitting on pony backs, but really, you have to stand under the magic trees for it to work -- Harley!  So when it got light again, we could hardly see anything because it was so bright.  The white stuff is as high as our pony knees all over where there used to be nice grass a long time ago.  We were starting to wonder where the lady was with our hay when here she came on the little orange machine and making a racket. The first problem was that she didn't have any hay with her like she does on the green truck.  Knowing how we were starving to death, you'd think she would have been considerate enough to bring us our hay before she went playing around on that orange machine. She was making the orange machine go backwards and it was spraying white stuff out in a big arc alongside it.  It took her forever to get back to our pasture gate, and when she got here, she just left again, but that time she made the machine go frontwards. And then finally, she came back with the little green truck thing and gave us our hay. It has been a trying morning, let me tell you.     

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Magic in the hemlocks.

The lady has been futzing around in the woods next to our pasture every day.  She drives the little green truck thing in there and then sometimes she makes buzzing noises but most of the time, we can just hear her tromping around in there, where it is dark and there are too many bushes to see through.  So today, she came walking along where the fence tape was strung along the side of our pasture and next thing we knew, the tape was on the ground and then it just slithered away!  I saw it first, but I didn't want to say anything about it, but then Harley saw it and so he went running over to see what was going on.  And he could run right over where the fence used to be and right into the woods.  So we all went galloping after him and we could run right through all the trees, until there was new fence at the back along where stones were piled up.  So then we turned and ran in the other direction and there were apple trees and a big drop down to the creek.  We looked and looked, but there was no nice new grass. Every other time we went into a new section, there was nice grass, but not this time,  It was just lots of trees and bushes. The trees are green and smell good, not like the trees in other parts of our pasture which don't have any leaves on them.  And the trees make the woods dark.  Since there is no nice grass, we were wondering why the lady even had us go in there. You know, we have been making the trees in our pasture look very fancy by biting at the stems of them and making them light-colored, so we started to wonder if maybe she wanted us to be fancying up these trees too. So we were standing there under the green trees and then we could hear wet stuff falling out of the sky.  You know how you can hear the wet stuff hitting all around and then you can see the other ponies get wet and feel it get all cold on your back and on your ears and face?  Well, we could hear it, but we weren't getting wet!  So that was when I realized that we were in a magic forest. Which just proves my suspicions that I am a magic princess pony.  I'm so excited!