Us ponies have been so busy, I hardly have time to blog. It is hot or cool and there are lots of bugs. The little flying bugs go in our ears and the big bugs with the green heads bite our bellies and our legs. If we go in our fancy sheds, we can elude them sometimes. But there is much nice grass, so we can't stay in the sheds all day. It is good when wet stuff falls down because then the bugs are gone. And when it is breezy and cool, that is the best time of all. The lady comes to see us every morning and sometimes she brings other ladies along. The other ladies sat on Haylie and on Gypsy, but they didn't sit on me. Usually, just the one lady comes back to see us and puts stuff in our ears to make the little bugs stay away. It works for a while, but then the little bugs come back. The lady always has treats in her pockets, so we try to get some of those treats. She usually walks around and makes a clicking noise with her mouth and gives anyone a treat who comes over to her. But then all bets are off, because some ponies get treats and some don't. Harley thinks he should have all the treats, so he walks next to the lady and tries to put his nose under the pockets and flip the treats out on the ground. That works good when the lady is cutting pieces off a pony's foot and is distracted, but it doesn't work good when she is keeping an eye on him. He has to work for the treats by backing up or going sideways or going over to piles of logs and going across them when the lady points at them and says "JUMP!" Harley hardly ever jumps, he just walks across the logs. He likes to pick things up with his mouth and then he gets treats when the lady takes the things out of his mouth. There are long green squishy things and Fusion's hat, that Harley has decided is HIS hat. Harley hogs all the treats, so sometimes the lady makes him stay inside the ring of logs so she can give treats to the other ponies. One day us other ponies were running around so Harley got tired of standing in the ring of logs and he jumped out. He didn't get any treats for that tho. The lady has been messing with that big fancy dark pony Tux who is very handsome and most of the little ponies are madly in love with him. (The lady wishes I was in love with him sometimes.) Tux is having some kind of digestive issue, so you definitely don't want to stand behind him. The lady gives him medicine every day, so now he thinks he is special and comes running as soon as he sees her. She puts a big lumpy squeaky thing on his back and a strappy leather thing on his head and stands next to him up high and makes loud noises. Tux thinks that is fine as long as some other boy pony doesn't come along. There are four boy ponies and Tux is at the bottom of the boy pony list. The other boy ponies don't think Tux should get all that attention, so they barge right in and try to chase him away.
Now that it is warm and there is nice grass, some of us ponies have gotten a bit rotund. We are way cute like that. We are having a lot of fun back here with the nice grass and the stream and the hills and the logs. We have deer and turkeys and sheds. We are lucky ponies.
Tinkerbelle
