The ground is covered in snow and the wind blows cold. We have been in the barn and indoor arena most of the week. Turn out has been limited because of the ice and the humans fear we will be injured from sliding. I'm glad I've trained mine to be so considerate. I've noticed a few of my stablemates aren't coping with the decreased turn out well, but better a stall than a broken leg. Some horses have been dressed by their humans in the padded cow outfits, but mine hasn't forced me to endure it. My hair is fluffy and warm. I feel days like this are perfect for taking pen in hoof and writing my story. The colts that come after me who read and learn from my experiences will have a much better life for knowing that humans were made to serve horses and if raised right they make admirable pets. More later
It has been an interesting weekend. My human rode both days. She was completely covered by a bulky garment with things over her ears. She looked rather like a cow that had gone bipedal. It was chilly and I felt the urge to throw out my heels several times, but being the master of a gentle human I resisted. We trotted long easy stretches and had a wonderful canter through the forests. The trees seem so much more intense without their covering of leaves, less edible too. There was a light snow on the ground and it tickled my belly. My human had carrots for me after the ride. I take such pleasure on owning a well-trained individual. More later.