Well, I have NOT been getting any of the attention I deserve. Yesterday morning two guys came driving the little green truck thing (it's called a Mule, but it doesn't look anything like a real mule because it doesn't even have any ears) down the hill toward us and we thought they were going to bring us something nice to eat, but instead they turned around at the bottom of the hill and went away again. There were about a million stupid geese at the bottom of the hill, but they did not run over any of them. Going up the hill, there was smoke coming out the back of the little truck thing and it made funny noises. After a while they came back down and went up again, and after they did that a couple of times, there was no more smoke. Then they came out with the lady and a boy to see us and pet us. The boy said he liked the black ponies. I walked right into the middle of them and they hardly paid any attention to me at all. Then my sister Gypsy came up and the lady kept petting her neck and saying "Gypsy! What happened to your mane?" It is pretty obvious what happened to her mane, -- she stuck her head through the fence to eat grass outside in the part where the fence isn't stinging and she rubbed it all off. It's an ugly mess! I am quite upset, Gypsy cares more about her stomach than her looks and the lady gives her all that attention? Where are their priorities? The lady spent the afternoon making a lot of banging noises and then she fed everyone early and went to a polo match with her lady friends. I have not seen polo, but I have heard about it. The people use horses to chase balls and hit them with sticks. I guess they don't like the balls. The horses wish they were ponies, so they call themselves ponies. But they are not little and cute like us ponies. (Altho the lady said there was a polo pony that had white legs and spots that was really cute, but she is not sure if it is a real pony or not.)
Today there was more banging inside the new white hill and then it stopped. Then later, the British lady came to look at ponies with a pretty girl, but she didn't have a hat to bite and didn't even come to see me! They went to see the foals. Everyone loves the foals.
Now it is finally raining a little bit. We need it to rain a lot. Otherwise our creek will dry up and we will not get any nice grass.
