Got That Fly Away Look

Like my forelock? Case you're wondering what that is, it's the poof on top of my head! My owner is the champion of silly looks and this time he's outdone himself. What a horse's ass! (oh, sorry)

Anyway, I got a ton of burrs in my mane and tail and it hurt like a son of a gun (thought I was gonna' say sometin' different didn't ya?) when he started pullin' em out. Don't know why he can't leave me alone with this stuff. After all, ya don't see me groomin' his butt. LOL

It's all good stuff 'cus we hung together for a couple of hours and then he went home. We spent some time in the field eatin' grass an stuff (I did the eatin') and that was that. Here's a shout out to my human friends who were hangin' at the barn with me and my owner today..Good stuff..good stuff.

That's it for today. Yeah I know you were expectin' some more sarcastic nastiness 'specially 'bout my owner..Next time....promise.

T..out!