Okay, I generally don't complain, but look at my face. This is not the face of a happy horse. There are some things that just need to be kept sacred. My food being the priority. Can someone please explain to those rotten chickens that inhabit the barn that my food is NOT meant for their personal entertainment! I mean eating their chicken scratch is my privilege, I'm Pie. They do not have the same rights. Someone please explain it to them. As you can tell, I had to go stand under my fan to cool off!
Happy Trails To You!
Happy Trails To You!