Mom's at it Again!

Mom wrote another article and once again she is using my blog to promote it. But I don't mind, because if mom writes enough, maybe more people will come and read and click on links and buy stuff in her store... then she can buy me more treats!! I love peppermint treats, though mom only allows me sugar free because she says I have a fatty crest on my neck. I really don't think I am fat!! Hmmph!

Mom's article. I like this one because mom takes really good care of me and I have talked to many horses through the years who have told me that their moms and dads don't care as well for them and they wish my mom was their mom... or they at least wish their moms did for them what my mom does for me.

I can remember a long time ago before my current mom bought me. I didn't really know any different then, but people made me work a lot and I didn't get much close individual attention. I was not abused or mistreated, mind you, and I was always fairly happy. But I didn't know what it was like to have a mom who cares so much and spends so much time with me, and is always nice to me, even when I am bad. People in the past just yelled or tugged hard at me. I never liked that. It only made me angry and want to misbehave more! My mom now seems to know that and she is so patient with me -- well, most of the time. But I know...when my mom yells, I had better listen! She doesn't yell much so I must be super bad if she does. And she never hits me, thank the horsey gods.

I love being loved by such a loving mom!

Oh yeah... here is mom's article:

http://www.examiner.com/horses-in-hartford/ignorance-can-kill-your-horse

Just click on the link and read. Mom put in a slideshow of some horses that got hurt (including my latest  boo boo, which is much better now), so she wants you to get the whole experience. I knew personally all the horses in the pictures. Mom took the pictures herself. I remember little Hot Rod. He came with 2 eyes, but one looked funny and didn't work. When he got a little older, they took it out. Mom was there and took pictures. I hear Hot Rod has a much better life now than he did then.

We lived then at a pretty farm, and I did like it there (except the mud and manure. They rarely cleaned the paddocks), and I know that the man who owned the place was a really bad man! My friend Tootsie told me that she had to eat this really bad hay with prickers in it because her mom left and stopped paying for her! Poor Tootsie. I lived with her at 3 different barns! She is such a pretty woman and I do miss her. Last I saw her she lived at the last barn I was at.

Glory was Tootsie's daughter. She had a lot of spunk. She cut her head one cold night on a nail outside the barn where my stall was. That one hurt, but it was very cold so she said it didn't hurt for long. Her picture is also on this article, as mom took pictures of every surgical procedure she can so she can write articles on it.

I am glad my mom is a writer. She has to research a lot and she always learns many things in caring well for me and she makes sure I get all the best stuff and care. If I am talking too much about my mom I am sorry. I hope I don't bore you, but I know how much my mom loves me and I am a very lucky horse indeed!