I has so much time to plot a Roxie Revenge wile I is dronk.
I will explane this revenge as a series of mathamaticull eqayshuns.
Roxie anger abowt Veternary Man is lesser than Roxie anger at Mom for CALLING a Veternary Man.
Roxie anger at Mom+Roxie anger abowt being clipped = letter R
(Letter R times Current Roxie extreme fizzical fitness level), when added to (reecent cold snap x other horses runnding along a fense line) = Roxie decision to BOLT AWAY last nite with Mom riding in a dressazhj saddul an halter!
This is pure awsome. I has SO much fun with this.
Mom is all "WE IS GONNA DIEEEEEEE!" and I is all "NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE A ROXIE AND TO THINK YOU IS GONNA DIE!"
Mom is all "I STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU SLOW DOWN FOR CORNERS CUZ IT IS GETTIN DARK AN THE GROWND IS FROSTEE!" and I is all "NEVER! I IS ROXIE!"
Evenshually i slows back down to a canner. Mom cannot stand in stirops in a dressazhj saddul an it is hard work to pack a hooman butt around at high speeds.
A artist rendishun:
Note Mom's long stirops an ineffecktual arms. An my Roxie wound, and fangs, and favrite fuzzy gurth cover.
We'll just see if Mom calls on a Veternary Man EVER AGAIN.