Then she brought me home and made me take...A BATH! She sprayed me with freezing cold water and put this blue stuff from a bottle all over me and scrubbed me with a brush.
I can tell you for sure that I HATES A BATH! HATES IT! HATES IT! HATES IT!
She even tried to wash my most sensitive of areas. A place where no human female should go. It was so embarrassing! She is not a boy, she does not have boy parts...she should not be messing with my boy parts. Especially with ice cold water! My Lady does not love me any more.
Yes she gave me candies, but it was just to distract me, I think. I was very clear with her though, I told her loud and clear, that if she touched me there one more time with her freezing cold hands, that leg that was poised in the air was going to fly at her with a quickness, and I was not going to hold back. She must have understood, because she finally left that part of me alone.
Then she wanted to wash my face. I do not like having my face washed. I do not like water running down my face.
Then she got the cutting things out, and she spent forever cutting on my hairs. She says my mane must be straight.
I asked, "Why must my mane be straight? I like it just like it is. I look like a rock star."
She said, "Because you are going to be a show pony."
"A What? I am not a show pony! I am a ranch pony!"
She said, "Well we don't have a ranch, so now you are going to be a show pony."
I said, "I do not want to be a show pony, I want to be a great long distance race pony, like Hildago."
This is me after my bath. Do I look like I am having a good time?
I am not having a good time!
Then she went to work on my tail with that goopy stuff that smells funny.
Then she brought out a box. She told me she got me presents! Yay! I love presents, especially the kind you eat. But there was nothing to eat in the box. There was only stupid stuff in the box. I did not like the box.
Although, I must admit, green is a very good color for me isn't it? Oh wait...I mean I HATES GREEN DRESSES!
Luckily she did not make me keep the dress on. She took it right back off again. Wheww! I could not go back to the pasture wearing a dress.
BUT THEN....came the very worst of all. I will never be able to hold my head up at the water trough again.
SHE PUT FLOWERS ON MY TAIL!
Then she sent me out in the pasture like that. I am mad at her, so I did this.....
I wish I lived with Hildago's person....I'll bet he loves his ponies, unlike my lady who hates me.