Thursday, July 20, 2017

Things is quiet

So. I has been Roxie remiss in my bloggy up dates.

Roxies is lazy, kina. You all know this.

But also there is not a whole lot of exciting. I does a bunch of trael miles this summer.

Sometimes I takes a pony along. Or sometimes a Fang pony. But mostly it's the Roxie show.


I do also host some people on my back for traels. Like Mom's frend Aimee.

Aimee makes me into a unicorm, which makes perfick sense if you know her or reed her horse stories:

Aimee lurves unicorms.

I also host Mom's friend Jackie.

And Mom's friend Tracey. But there is no pics of Tracey. :(

Oh, here is a thing that happens. This is confusing. Maybe you all can halp me unnerstand this.

So mom is all "You is not showing this year" and I is all "Cool. Less working."

But still I goes in the trailer. A lot.

I goes to this laydee Krista's house every time.

Krista place.

She touches me in some private places. I is like "WHUT AND WHY" but i allow this becuz Mom says to be nice and also says that all laydees gets inspected here at one time or nother.

What you doing back ther?

There is a lot of this happening, perty frequintly. So i gets used to this.

Then, I donut go for a while.

And then when I do go back, ther is some happiness. About a dot?

I don't unnerstand. Hoomins is so weird.

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Spring time is trael time

I has been hitting a lot of traels lately. Some on my own with Mom, an some with frends.

Liek today. There is frends on pinto ponies. One of which is a literal pony.

Lookit. Seriosly.

It's even smaller than Potater.

Look at Mom's buddy all the way down there.

Ha ha.

Pony party!

Friday, April 14, 2017

Did I tell you guys I finded a antler?

Because I totally did.

I finded a ANTLER thing.

Right there, doy.

Mom is super excited for this, which i do nut care about.

No care I.

But she gives me treets and says ther is more treets if I finds more antlers. And this I do care about.

I do not finds more antlers that day but I does find a skull to which mom says "close enouf" and i gets treets.

Skull Roxie.
Yay for bone collectin!

Monday, April 10, 2017

Even Roxies has a bad day

Fitniss is being attained.

I unnerstand that many of you hoomins in the innernet world probly sees my Roxie greatness and is all "Dang baby you is super great and awesom." And this is troo for the most part.

But even Roxies can has a bad day. Like yesterday this happens.

I carries Mom around and is such a good Roxie except for when I spooked at a tweet bird. But other than this. We trotted around and did off roading and found some ded animal bones and things.

Business as usual.
I comes back home and Mom puts me on the hitch rail and gives me my graim. But then i hears the hot wire thing be all "SNAP" against some metal and I is all "OH GOSH DANG NO WAY I GOTTA GO." Becuz som times you just gotta leave.

But then.

There is no leaving.

I tryed my very hardest to brake my rope. But no.



But then this hurts so i gives it up.

Not sorry.
I wish I might say this only happens one time. But Mom is all "You stupid Roxie is being so super stupid" and some other mean things to me. So then she goes back to brushing me liek nothing is wrong! And does NOT fix the scarey wire. So i pulls back again. And again. And one more time. And then ok once more. And maybe one more time after that.

So today I has a rope burn and a hurty nog and Mom has to call a chiro lady to come out soon and put my head back on. 

I ashure you I probly lerns nothing from this experience tho. 

So yeah. Even Roxies has a bad day.  

Monday, March 20, 2017

Foolin' mom

So I, Roxie, has done SUCH a good job of foolin' mom on regard to my Roxie fitniss level.

I packs Mom around bare backsies all winter and Mom is all "Its a hard work to do walkies with me on you thru all the deep snows!" and i is all "YES i agree *huff puff*"

. . .

But then. the snows melts off.

Mom goes to put on my Roxie jomp saddul and lerns that my big girth no longer fits my Roxie greatness.


I tries to tell her it is all hairs but she is all "nope we needs to go do trotting since you are a big fatt butt Roxie."

So now it is back to areena work which is reel work and also trail trodding.


Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Garbidge Wensday

So today is Wensday. Around these parts this is Garbidge Wensday. Wen the garbidge man and loud clanky truck comes and hauls off all your old feed bags and kitty litters and noose papers and whatever.

What this meens is, ther is all these cans of garbidge that sprouts up wen i goes and wanders around on the road with mom on me.

Super Alert Status

These cans is not normally there. So i hate them.

Or at leest, i did hate them. Then mom invented a fun Roxie game where i touch a garbidge can with my snoot and I gets a treet!

Now I kind of love these garbidge cans. They means I get treets. Plus the cans have weird interesting smells in em.


Saturday, February 18, 2017


This was in mah Roxie email the other day:

This is not a verry nice thing to assume that Roxies need grammer help.

Maybe Roxies do nut WANT your help!

Thank you and good day.