A difference of opinion

Tonight mum said I could take it a bit easy since I’d been such a hard working spoon this week, and I didn’t have to go sporthorse. So mum and I and my friend Mikey and his person rode around the field and did some trot trot. Mikey is little and I am much faster than him. Mum asked me to go a little slower and trot trot behind Mikey instead of plowing ahead and winning. I don’t know why she did this, except for maybe Mikey needed some confidence because he’s a little pony and not a big tough draft horse like Spoon. Wutever. I went trot trot slower for a few minutes but I still got to go trot trot FAST up the hill in front of Mikey so Spoon was the WINNER, haha!

That wasn’t the exciting part though. When we walked into the field, I saw a bunch of these!!!!!!!

A WHOLE HERD!  I stopped and was frozen.  Any sudden moves can send the attackers into a draft horse eating frenzy.  I ever so quietly asked mum what to do in this horrible situation – but this is what she saw.

Impossible!  What was she thinking?

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