Foot-shoes

It is Roxie foot trimmin time!

I mean. This happens all the time. But this time, Roommate Horse gets shoes.

She relly wanted to leave the nail pokers out. But the shoe man said "no dice."

I, Roxie, provided helpful assistence to the shoe man. Heer is what this looks like:

I stood here and does snorting to warn him of fire. I donut know who else wuld have warned him of this.

Fire is kinda a big deel. But he seemed non-perrturbed.

"SNOOOOOOOOOOOORT." --Roxie 

Hole

Mom and i is riding around minding our own Roxie bizness the other day and then I steps in a spot that looks OK but the grownd collapses and I end up in a hole. A BIG hole.

Terble, right???

I almost falls down!

I lurched out of the hole with mah front leg, but then mah back leg goes in. :(

I lurches my back leg out too, but I steps on my front leg trying to stay uprite an save Mom. which I do, becuz I is Roxie.

Anyways. I is OK. But I got grass stains all up mah legs, and Mom got all shook up.

So she rubs me an hugs me and says she is sorrie and she gives me grain and carrots and tells me "thank you" and stuff. 

And then she goes an beets that hole to death. Like, relly, a lot.

Donut mess with Roxie! Or Mom will pick ax you.

Barn cat!

I, Roxie, loves cats.

They is so soft an nuzzley.

Ther is this one place where we go. There is a cat and the cat is SOOPER FRENDLY.

He will rub mah Roxie legs an stuff. 

An he will gaze at me an be all "I LOVE YOU ROXIE"

Mom picks him up an lets me snuffle on him. Cats is SO SOFT on my Roxie face.

Anyways. That is all. 

More mownted shooting

So. Som long time reeders may have noticed that ther has been a long time since mownted shooting.

This is do to a failing of Mom to have proper eqwipment.

In order to do shooting. You must haev two guns, and a fancie belt to hold em on your hooman body.

Mom has only had one gun, and no belt. For, like, forever. Thees things cost munnys, and munny is better spent on goods and treets for my Roxie mouf.

But now there is two proper guns, liek picsured:

And a belt is in progress.

And Mom is all "Hay Roxie, you gets to reemember how to ware ear plugs" which is no good becuz of I seriosly hate my ear plugs. >:(

And mom is also reefreshing me on my one-handed steering. With neck rains.

But any ways. Shooting may be happening more oftun.

That is all.

Lunge-ing

This is prepossterus.

Roxies do NUT need to lunge. Roxies is good and we will not do more bucking any more. Even if the possibility is there becuz we do have a giant new back sinch thingy.

Fooey on all this.

Baby Horse's reel name

Mom named the baby horse Sweet Potayto. I think becuz she is orange an kinda long.

Yeah, I sees it.

More trael amimals

So. After the Sproing Partee last week. I has this out of my Roxie sistem, I is all good on traels again.

So Mom and I goes out to our favrite trael and we goes looking for deers.

We finds TWELVE deers.*

(*ed. note - we found the same 3 deer, four times)

The traels is slippy and muddie and there is some spots of snow and icee stuff still. This causes false alarms of deer spottings becuz snow is white an so is deer bottoms.

But I is sooper good at seeing deers an Mom says i is a Very Good Girl.

Then we goes down one of the traels and I stops. And Mom is all "Steady, girl! Whassa matter? You smell somthing?" which she seemd to think was funnie for some reason.

But yes. As a matter of fact, I DID smell somthing.

So Mom trusts my Roxie Judgment an we turned around. And i sees more deer footy prints! Exsept that theese is HUGE.

And mom is like "uh oh."

And then we come around a corner and see this:

I is all "SCORE, this is a huge Horse-Deer!" but Mom is all "OH HOLY (doots)" and "Hay Roxie let's leave RIGHT NOW."

So i trotted away! Hooray!

So i shuld menshun that theese pics were not taken by us. Becuz of we were too busy bravely runnding away. 

And then later, when I is almost back to Roxie trailur. There is a encounter with a Loud Dog:

He tries to chase my Roxie Greatness, but that does not wurk becuz I just turns around like "Hay, Dog!" and it is all "YIPE YIPE YIPE RETREEEEEEEEEET!" 

So. All in all. A good day for weerd amimals.