Actions Speak Louder Than Words

She claims to love me. In fact she claims to adore me. Actions speak louder than words, I say! If she loved me as much as she says she does she would most certainly let me get in her car and go home with her. But no. She WILL let me get apples out of the backseat, but that's about it. Just when I lift up one hoof to get in she pulls me out. What do you think about that?

Now don't get me wrong I like my barn and all my barn friends. But this winter has been going on for way too long and my little ears are beginning to get a chill. In fact, now that I think about it, my whiskers are frozen. Worse than that I have little ice balls on the end of my tail and on the the feathers behind my hooves.

You'd think she'd do something...anything! But no, she said my fur protects me from the cold and she doesn't want to cut the ice balls out. I heard her say something about lukewarm water....

Sometimes I think the woman could have a screw loose. Instead of taking me home (or at least in the warm barn kitchen) she decides to take me for a walk outside. I wonder if Maddie and Annabelle know that SHE WALKS ME?

I would have liked it a heck of a lot better if she'd have saddled me up and ridden. I can tell you that she's one hot mama!