I was wonderin' why none of my peeps were hangin' with me again, then I heard my owner tellin' someone I got "Rain Rot!" What the hay? Are you freakin' kidding me? Actually, I don't know what it is, but it can't be too good 'cus he's been sprayin' stuff and pickin' hair off me for days now and it hurts like a ..... well it just hurts. And yesterday he stopped by a sprayed me with some mouthwash stuff and now I stink like a medicine cabinet.
Dam, last year it was my hoof and the year before warts on my muzzle.......I'm afraid to go to the bathroom!! Oh yeah, horses don't go to the bathroom....we just go wherever we want....don't have to worry 'bout puttin' the seat down either.
Anyway, like it's time for me to move to a dryer climate 'cus all this rain is just rotting my coat...I thought only wood could rot in the rain......should'a paid more attention in chemistry class, or listened to my mom.
Sure, if my friends could see me now.......Yuk!
t - gone
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