November 10, 2012
I am trying to keep a good attitude, Hoover. Really I am.
The truth is things are different for me lately. I am limping and don’t know why. I didn’t use to notice it as much. The humans have put me in a different pasture where there is no green grass, with Magic, whose feet hurt, and Preston who also can’t have green grass. I like these guys a lot (although Preston is very pushy about who is in charge), but I want to graze and feel free. I have to be led to and from this field – it doesn’t open to my run. I have been very good about letting the boss lead me – I am trying.
I just don’t like this new field. There is no real grazing, and even when I trot up to the higher pasture that connects with this field, there is nothing to eat there and I don’t feel free. Is this what Hoover led me to? Sharing a bare field which is smaller than the huge field I am used to and which I once shared with Hoover and Finn and all the others? I feel trapped, I am worried and my front feet hurt.
My little person also seems more distant. Not that I really care. But ever since I showed teeth to the boss, my person has spent less time with me. Less ear scratching, less brushing my neck, less quiet talk. I didn’t mean any harm, really. I am just confused. At least Magic is with me…
I am Thor and I am an Equamore Horse.
