She's been working with us since Jolie came back from New Bolton, and...
Tap, tap, tap, it's me, Jolie and I have to tell everybody what happened last week.
M. Big sigh, this goes against my better judgement, but go ahead.
J. Good, Lita and me have been friends for a long time.
M. Lita and I.
J. Whatever, anyway we like to play all kinds of games like step into the hoop.
And wear the hoop
And every time I gets it right, which is all of the time, I get hugged and kissed and given a little treat. But last week, she did something new, called "let's go for a walk."
I tried very hard to tell her that horsies on this farm, do not walk around on a rope. They get to run free. But did she listen, no she did not. So I reared up and got very scary and mean looking. Here's a picture of me doing that when I was littler. See how scary and mean looking I am.
M. Yes, I'm sure all of the earthworms, gnats and stinkbugs were just terrified out of their minds.
But you know what happened? The next thing I knew all four of my feetses were on the ground. So, I said to myself, ok my feetses are on the ground and that's where they're staying, right here. And then I was moving sideways. I did this three times and then I was walking like a good girl on that rope, getting a kiss on the nose and a peppermint. She didn't holler, she didn't hit me. She had to be using voodoo. What other explanation could there be?
M. Oh, I don't know. Maybe we're lucky enough to be working with one of the best trainers in the business, and things are progressing nicely. Look how much fun you've been having.
But I did not want to walk with that rope. She tricked me and that's not fair.
M. Oh I think it's entirely fair.
No it's not. Not fair, not fair, not fair, NOT FAIR.
M. I can't believe I am actually arguing with a foal. It is so fair and that's my final word.
not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair. Maybe I'll hold my breath till I turn blue.
Oh the joys of the equestrian life.
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