The Horse Diary

I have spent the day in the pasture watching the humans from afar. They insist on covering themselves no matter what weather and right now look like big bulky broodmares. The weather is cold, so this added bulk must be for warmth. They also cut their manes in bizarre and sometimes downright ugly patterns. I have seen no evidence of tails and pity their inability to swat flies. My human has engaged in grooming behavior but will not allow me to reciprocate. How does she get her withers scratched if she won't let someone nibble her back? Some of their ideas about adornment are strange. I dread the thought of having the metal pins ( some of them sport 6 or 7 at a time) put through my ears and wonder if perhaps it is limited to their culture and not inflicted on visitors. More later.