HA it is SPRING and that meens Roxie Sproings

So, Spring is heer.

Ther is no snow onna ground. This meens it is time for me to reemember how to go on traels.

I is SO GOOD on traels. Except for the first time in the Spring.

You will recall the diffrince between my normal Roxie face an my Spring Time Trael Roxie Face:

Normal Face.

Ever Thing Wants to Eet Roxie Face.

So Mom is proodent an puts my Bob saddul on so she has a handy holder thing.

Do you see that thing on my saddul by my Roxie bridle?

That is a Horn Bag. Mom stuffs this horn bag fulla treets for me. Peppurmints in plastic rappers, mostly.  

. . . 

Theese Horn Bags makes unfamiliar crinkly sounds on my Roxie back.

The results is abowt like you wuld--SHULD--expect:

Mom stays on tho. 

And she is all "well at leest you isn't LAZY COW ROXIE LIKE USUAL" which is not relly very nice.

Clinic!

I goes to a clinic a little bit ago. I is pretty fuzzed up and out of shaepe, so I does only a liddle bit of jomping. I also does a hole bunch of trot poles.

I is The Best at trot poles. The trainer lady puts them on a sircle and even raises them to make them more harder, but I still shames all the other horses by being so good.

We does some jomping too, thru a thing that is a X to a one stride and then a bouncey to an other one stride.

I is SO GOOD at this, except for a small thing with wacking the first X and killing it some. But after this, I is grate. And this excercize makes Mom sit up an stop being a big lump thing.

Clinic: mission ackomplished!

Oh. Mulva the Roommate Horse goed and did a day too.

She kept runnding away with Mom. Heh. This all makes Roxie look like Perfict Roxie.

Crismiss updates

So. Happy Crismiss!

I receeves all the things I want. Namely, i gets more hay and even some alfs. And I gets a pan of GRAIN. And I gets a whole tub of peppurmints.

Theese kind.

These is the best ever. No other horses heer like these, so they is mine all Roxie mine.

I also gets a saddul but in truth this isn't a Roxie present cuz I have many sadduls already. This is a MOM present. 

It is a dressahzj saddle. But it is used unappropriately with Mom. I has only dressahzjed in it one time. The other times, it goes and works cows. 

You cannut see. But it is there.

And it also does unappropriate service when I pulls a skier person.

I pulls Mom on skis too. 

Ther is a hole bunch of peppurmints for me with this ski nonsense because I is so good. :)

Happy Crissmiss everyone!

Roommate Horse Guest Post

You mayhaps rememmer that I, Roxie, allowd Roommate Horse to do a guest post on MY Roxie blog a wile back.

It was a verry stoopid post.

She has reequested, with hoofs, to do an other one.

You may rest ashured that this one will ALSO be stoopid.

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Hello again! It has been a while. I'd like to catch you all up on my doings, as I know you are all interested.

I went off for a while and lived with a woman who loved and cared about me, but didn't understand how best to make sure I stayed well-fed and healthy.

I used to be beautiful. 

I lost a bunch of weight and all of my muscles. My back swayed, and I felt old. It was very sad. 

I got rescued eventually though! But I was in fairly sorry shape. I had to wear a blanket so I could stay warm, and also so the neighbors wouldn't call Animal Control.

Ew.

I spent all year gaining my weight back. 

When I was healthy again, I got to start working out again. I stayed in the roun pen at first, but eventually I got to go on rides! Short ones at first, and then longer ones as I got stronger. I got my own special saddle to fit my poor old droopy back.

I eventually got shiny again. My back is still low, but I do horse yoga to raise and strengthen it.

I also get to wear all kinds of nice clothes. 

I am thinking of coming out of retirement. I move nicely and I'm too young to sit around and make plops all day.

Shame Face

Those of yous who know a Roxie knows that I is a Fashun Roxie. I beleeve in nice Horse Cloths and I also beleeve in pink saddul pads and in fancie pantsy brow bands with sparkels.

Heer is a fancie brow band.

Heer is an other one.

Heer is yet one more. 

You mayhaps be like "Hay Roxie, Why is you gagging in this last picshure?" And I will tell you this. 

This is due to Mom being Unfashun.

I suspose we is all embaressed by our moms in our life, but seriosly.

Sweet Trael Baby

Mom an me drags Sweet Baby along on a ride.

She is not nearly so braeve as a Trail Roxie.

Ther is a LOT of snorting, and som boltinng, and some dragging of her by me an Mom wen she is all "eep I is a beebee and I cannut go!"

But we gets it all done evenshully.  

MORE traels and animals

I feel that mah last Roxie blog abowt being onna trail and seeing animals was perhaps mis-leading.

Not all amimals is super scarey.

For instance. I loves seeing DEERS.

I is super good at spotting theese too. And these is bigger than stomp birds, and not scarey, and they ALWAYS runs from me.

There's one.

There is one night. Mom an me goes riding late. And we sees FORTY SEVVIN DEERS in like a hour or so.

This is wen deers is moving.

And som times we sees deers with big ol horns. Like so:

And mom is all "Let us pleese go chase these ones so i may jomp off you an capshure them and eat them." But I declines to do this.