Stuffing my face as best I could, if truth be told. Oh, and see, I am not too fat. Please tell Mother I look fine, perhaps even thin.
From time to time, Mother feels I should do some work, earn my keep, that sort of thing. Hello! The grass just got here. But, I am a good horse, so I went along with Operation Ground Driving Photo Op.
Actually, she worked first with the Big Ruby.
I don't see what the Big Deal is. I am way more important than her, but Mother rides her, not me. Sigh.
Anyway, Mother trussed me up, and away we went. I think she was just excited that she had talked someone into taking pictures. Never mind that daylight was waning and most of the pictures look like we're driving in the dark. She does that to me all the time, so it's not really falsification or anything.
Plod plod plod. All we do is walk.
And walk around with purposelessness.
Don't think I don't recognize purposelessness when I see it!
So we wandered around, down the drive, through some mud, and in the lower parking lot... fortunately, I have my night vision eyeballs in.
More purposelessness? Aw, come on! it's dark, and I want my dinner!
This is so boring, and I can almost taste the Mrs. Pastures cookies waiting for me...
The cookies are in the barn!! The barn, way up the drive. See, the lights are on, inviting us in... think cookies, Mother. I've been good... think cookies!!
Aren't you ready yet??!?
Just when I think we're done... not. She likes to take pictures of me. She says I look like Andy Lucy somebody...
I think I look like Boyfriend!
And this has taken forever. I want FOOD!!
food? pretty please?