I don't see anything on my foot.
Wayne was here last week. He took off
all the extra stuff on my hoof.
No, no - that means that I think
something is going on.
Well, why didn't you say that?
Have you noticed that our Mrs. Owner
and the man that is always around her
have taken away some of our fence panels?
Thank Gawd... I thought I was gaining
a lot of weight and that's why
the paddock seemed smaller.Yeah, and they carried away a bunch
of our hay - how stupid is that?
First, they bring it to the barn on a trailer
and grunt and groan as they pile it up.
Now they take it off the pile and put
it back on the trailer and drive it away.
Uh, oh. I hope they still plan to feed us -
Maybe they are gonna let us eat all of
the grass in the pasture - yummmmmm!
You don't suppose that our Mrs. Owner is
tired of having us around, do you? You haven't
done anything to make her mad, have you?
I've tried to be good... Well, I did kinda bend the
gate. Oh, and I broke the weld on the hinge
of another gate. Oh, and I pooped in my stall
and walked around in it all night - she did
one of those heavy kinda sighs about that.
Oh, and I bent the D ring on the hay net... again.
Oh, and I wouldn't come in from the pasture
last night without a fuss. Oh, and I kinda
shoved her around as I was trying to beat
you out of the gate...
To be continued...