Mum says I can write on here but my hooves were too big for the keys so I have enlisted her help to dictate for me - blame her for any spelling or punctuation - if I could get a keyboard large enough it would be perfect!
Anyway this weekend was a bit tough for me I have to say, this nice lady arrived on Saturday morning to say hello to me and gave me a pat - or so I thought she was nice - the next thing was that she stabbed my neck with something that made me very drowsy and put some large metal thing in my mouth. To be honest I can't really remember the rest as I was a bit woozy but Mum said afterwards that it was the horse dentist. She found lots of sharp bits in my teeth that were rasped down and I have to have the whole thing done again next year! Not sure I am happy about that but I had noticed that I could feel sharp bits on my tongue when I was eating so at least its smooth now and I can get on eating the lovely hay that Mum provides.
Once I felt better following the sedation (that what Mum called it anyway) I went out in the field - I'm getting a bit fed up of the grass in the winter paddock now - its a bit tasteless - Mum says that the grass needs to start to grow soon then we can all move into the summer fields. This will be great although the winter field is much bigger and we can all get up to mischief better in there. My friend Mack and I love playing although Mack can get a bit rough and my rug ends up a bit drafty afterwards.
On Sunday, Macks Mum Helen came to bring us all in from the field - we had fun racing each other in as the hay is much nicer than the grass. We also get some lovely carrots and crunchy stuff in a bucket which is delicious - Mum calls it 'hard feed'. Anyway once we were all in; Rocky, Mack, Fozy and myself. Helen took Rocky and Mack away in the box on wheels. Meanwhile mum put my 'tack' on and met a nice lady called Liz who was here to give her a flatwork lesson. All I can say about 'flatwork lessons' is that they are really hard work, I have to walk, trot and canter round in circles in the big area with the nice soft ground (the 'arena' apparently) for what seems like a season - Mum says its only for 45 minutes but I have no idea what than means so I'm going with a season - I can follow that 'cos my coat and the daylight length changes.
I did have a scary moment during the lesson though, the top end of the 'arena' is a bit scary and I hate things behind me as they make me jump, not sure what it was but all I wanted to do was run away fast - Mum managed to get me under control but before I could have a relax to get over my fright, she had me back doing those trot circles again - I was not amused.
After my lesson, I said goodbye to the nice lady - she gave me some Polo Mints so she can come again - and Mum gave me a feed and turned me out in the field with Fozy. We were munching grass when Helen arrived back with Rocky and Mack. Mack tells me they were also having a lesson but they were jumping which sound like much more fun to me! Maybe I should ask Mum if I can do that next week instead of flatwork.
Anyway, enough from me, hope you like my report. Mum says that if people ask for more, she will let me do others and in payment I will get extra carrots and polos - so I would be very grateful if you could ask Mum to let me continue!
|Fozy, Me and Mack|
|Me and my pals, Mack, Fozy, Me and Rocky|