This can only mean one thing.
We are going somewhere's. Momma put me on "Operation Starvation". I decided that going into the moving box was no longer something I wanted to do. So Momma and Daddy didn't feeds me my breakfast. They put it in the moving box.
So this time and this time only I decided the moving box breakfast meal on wheels wasn't so bad. So I got right in like a lady.
This is where we stopped and parked the moving box. Instead of being tied like a dog, I actually got a corral like a good horse. Daddy and step brat even moved me closer to the trees for shade n stuff.
Daddy is going to buy me my own corral, so I can have some street cred with my mare frens.
See those pink buckets? Momma got wise and tied them so I couldn't play in the water. However she didn't do this until I had knocked them over twice. Not so swift that Momma, but what a fun time I had watching her schlep water for me.
This is Stepbrat, he was my main water boy. He helped Daddy set up the tent n coffee maker thingy. Mamma sez, the coffee maker thingy is more important than the tent.
I agree, she was much nicer this time.
That was good because when I kept calling to Momma she could see me and tell me to shut the **** up. I was just checking to see if she was all right, sheesh.. Crabby Pants....
and I have to sleeps outside?? Whatever...
This is me looking out into the sunset, or the handsome gelding across the way, or someone rattled a grain can. I'm not sure really.
This was a hard ride and man I had to work very hard. Momma sez I got a week off and now I have to go back to work. I sure hope it's not in the moving box anytime soon. Operation Starvation sucked.
Hoof Out~ Star