This morning, Blue pooped in his food dish. Not next to his food dish, but dead center right in the bucket. He is not a young, thoughtless horse, nor is he prone to frivolous behavior. He is an old soul with a sense of humor. He aimed that poop. He knew what he was doing.
|Blue at the scene of the crime.|
From BLUE, Re: CONTINUED CONFINEMENT
This morning, I lodged a complaint with the management regarding the lack of recreation available in The Pen. I used the only means of expression available to me, and I feel I was fairly emphatic. The fact that the management ignored my concerns is outrageous, but what she did next was unconscionable.
Not only was I once again tricked into the wobbly metal box, but when I got out of the box I was back in the place where the lady in green made me sleepy and then messed with my ouchy foot. The same lady in green was there today, doing her dirty deeds. She doesn't think I remember her, but I know her very well now. She makes me sleepy and then she does things to my feet. Next time she will get a taste of my feet in her face... if I can stay awake.
She is the one who put this ridiculous, itchy rock thing where my pretty white foot used to be. Seriously, why won't the management and the lady in green just leave me alone?
|As you can see, my pretty white foot has been replaced with a stiff, heavy thing that isn't even good for pawing.|
From QUINCY, Re: BLUE GETS ALL THE TREATS
Every day, Blue gets his own hay net that no one can else can eat from. He gets a food dish full of mush. (Although what he did to the food in his dish this morning was just WRONG.) He gets the management to clean his stall and fuss over him. Maybe if I look at his hay without blinking, the management will see that I am starving and give me some hay too.
|Quincy works on his hay-transfer telekinesis.|
From BUNNY, Re: WE'RE NOT IN CANADA ANYMORE, EH?
It is hot and windy. There are bugs. There are other horses here but one of them is in The Pen, and the other one is mean to me because he is jealous that Mom rides me.
|Maybe if I walk around enough, the bugs will leave me alone.|
|Please come and take my picture. I will standrighthere so the picture is easier to take. As long as you're here, maybe you could swat some flies?|