Mom didn't put my fly mask on because she said it was going to rain, but she sprayed me down with that terrible smelling fly spray. I guess I shouldn't complain as I was not bothered by the bugs as much as the horses who did not get fly sprayed. I like when mom puts me out because she makes sure I am as comfy as possible. The problem, however, is that mom puts me out a lot later than the other horses go out, so I am in the barn alone for a couple hours. I am okay with it, though, and make no fuss. I get plenty to eat while in there and mom always comes to let me out before I finish.
I rolled in the mud today, which felt really good, but ended up in me getting a full bath when mom came to get me in. I didn't mind, except she sprayed my face and I really hate my face sprayed with water! Mom hates letting me get terribly dirty. I don't mind being clean when I am in my stall, but outside it feels so good to roll in the dirt and the mud keeps those deplorable bugs away! Did I mention I hate bugs?
Mom keeps telling people how happy she is that my leg healed up so quickly (picture on left). I think the other people at the barn are getting tired of hearing mom talk about me and my boo boo, as mom calls it. But, mom seems so happy and proud of me, it pleases me. So, the people who don't like to hear mom brag about me can just bugger off because at least I have a mom who really loves me!
Mom did a personality test for horses from some magazine. It was something that would rate my personality. I don't know why she feels she needs a test; she knows who I am, she sees me every day. Why would she need a test to tell her who I am? She said there were three sections to the test. One would tell if I am an introverted horse or an extroverted horse. I don't know what those terms mean, but mom said I came up as "average." I don't know; I think I am above average... why else would the other horses respect my authority?
In step two, mom said the test would tell if I am neurotic or stable. She said my results showed that I am a stable horse. Well, of course I am... I live in a stable after all. I don't get these humans!
The last part was to judge if I am agreeable or disagreeable. I know I don't always agree with everything, but on the test I apparently came up as an agreeable horse. Mom said the test came up accurate in all respects, but again I don't see the point. She knows how I am!
I guess tomorrow is a holiday. I don't understand human holidays, but I guess they feel the need to have them. Nothing seems to be much different, except on some holidays mom comes very early like she does for horse show days, and I get to go out early. But I have to come in early too, so I guess it's not much different.
Mom's been working hard on adding all her new products to her local horse store web site. I guess she wants to sell and deliver to people who have horses all around here. Then other horses can have whatever they need, just as I do... as long as their moms love and care for them as my mom does for me.
Well, Bella wants to have a talk and I want to take a nap. She is an adorable filly, but sometimes talks a lot. I rally do like her, though, so I will let her talk. Her voice can be quite soothing at night when the barn is quiet.
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