Thursday, 1 March 2012

Get a grip human

Human of course was early this morning. It was cold and foggy when she arrived. Rosie was naked which surprised human, she was nice and warm even though it was cold out.
Normal chores done I came in with human. I got dressed, this going in the school is getting a bit boring.....oh hurrah we are going out.
Off we set. Human just had to check my brakes were working....yes thankyou they are still working fine, blimey get a grip human. All the way round the village without incident when she decides we can go round again. There was a man getting stuff out from the back of his van. Get a grip human. He came out to talk to us. He thought I was a nice horse...which of course I am. He chatted for a few minutes and off we went again. We got to the bottom of the road and uh oh there was a huge lorry coming.  Human wimped out and asked me to take her home. WHY??? Get a grip human. I have taken you past thousands of big lorries human. Noisy lorries. Rattley lorries. Lorries with crane things on the back. Have I EVER been bothered by them? NO NO NO. So why are you so bothered about them all of a sudden? Huh?
On the way back to the yard we had a wee trot. You felt quite nice and balanced today human well done. Uh oh it's Archie, 'tis ok human he is on his lead. Yes I know he lurched at us and barked. Did I do anything? NO NO NO. So why did you get all tense and scared? Huh? Get a grip human.
We got back safely, despite humans wimpyness. Human slithered off and got me undressed. I had a yummy breakfast with both carrot and swede in it today. Yum. More of those veggybols tomorrow please.
On with my nightie, the sun has come out and the fog has gone. Looks like it's going to be a warm sunny day. Oh great, just the kind of weather those horrid midgets like.
Human did a few minutes of chopping before heading off to catch her bus again.

Hopefully this severe wimpyness on humans part is going to be a temporary thing. I don't think I can cope with this on a permanant basis. So come on human GET A GRIP. I am the same girl I have always been it's you m'dear that has the problem.

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