So today Mom came out to the barn to ride - grabbed my halter and everything. And then went and rode Cody! (Using MY halter!!!) She didn't even give me a treat! W.T.F. >:| This is crap!
I'll probably be naughty tomorrow at the show just to spite her! AND find the biggest mud puddle in the pasture and roll in it. Maybe some poo too. Take that!
Friday's post after the break!
Friday was better. Mom apparently is spazzing out about our upcoming show (not the one tomorrow, some big deal at the end of the month) and keeps buying silly things like a squirrel hoarding nuts for the winter. So not only did she buy some weird sandpaper and nail-polish for me, but got this weird ass brush called a Furminator. I don't love it - it likes to pull on my scabs. But she spends a lot of time grooming me with it, so I guesssssssssssss it's ok.
Speaking of Mom, we spent a lot of time riding on Friday! I decided to show off and did a fancy shoulder-in - I hate going clockwise to do it though. Mom's a doofus and can't lean very well to the right, so she makes it harder on me! >:| I told her I didn't like it and she got bossy so I bit her foot!!! That made her a little crabby and bopped my mouth with her toes. I didn't like that at all!
Guess who's butt ended up in the dirt a second later? Not miiiiine! It's not my fault though, she should have come along for the ride! I only went three steps away - guess Mom couldn't keep up! I think she got the point though, so I waited patiently for her to come get me and climb back up! I don't think I could keep the "You were supposed to come along, dumb ass!" look off my face.
That's what she gets for putting my sleazy on me. >:|
