So all us ponies came over to watch the happy man dig the holes, but there were no more holes. Instead of holes, there were big posts sticking up out of the ground, that he cut off with a loud machine. Then he made them flat all along the top with boards, instead of the normal way of making fence so that we could go out there and eat grass. We don't have any idea what he is doing. So while we were watching, who comes along but that so-called fancy "Fiesta" filly, w
ho is only a year old and lives next door in the rustic paddock. I think she is trying to take my place as the most glamorous pony. She was strutting around over there with her little Elf friend, all "Look at me!" and trotting back and forth and acting like her spots make her better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, no one cares about big white spots on ponies. They are just hard to keep clean. And anyway, her mane is all in her eyes and flying everywhere. So there. Just bec
ause she is young and silly isn't going to make her glamorous. Right?
