Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Life is Compatition

All life is compatition.

Like you must compeet for foods and grasses and graim and snuggles from Mom. Espeshully when a teeny pony tries to take all these things first.

Like now. Pony and Mom is hangin out. I has to come over to see if there is treets.


There does not appeer to be treets.

I must be the BOSS MARE anyway! 

Potato is not super impressed with this display. An i knows I get yelled at for pretend-kicking at her. So there is that. 

It is hard to always compeet for stuff.