Stepped on my owner's foot again today, only this time he got hurt real bad. It was hot and the bugs were bad so I stomped my foot, just so happened to be on his foot. What a dumb ass to have his foot there in the first place. Anyway, I could have said I was sorry, but no one would believe me, least of all him. But, much to my surprise, I discovered he's still buying this horse crap that whenever I mess up it's his fault. Who am I to tell him he's wrong? I get away with more stuff cus of that notion.Truth is, I learned some new cool words after I stomped (I mean stepped) on his foot. Don't think I can say any of 'em on here.
Couldn't been too bad though, cus he took me for a walk in the field for a few minutes. When we got back, it was into the round pen for some "learnin". I saw him limpin' a little bit so I decided to try it while he's chasing me around the round pen. Dudes it works. Just favor one of your hooves and they drop the whole ring around the rosie thing. Just sharin' the knowledge...
Cool then. I mean like it's time to motor.
Motor....like with Turbo......nice
I'm gone.

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