My Problem Owner!

There is no way she's catching me, no way.

All she'll do is put that awful thing in my mouth, take me trotting round the school and yank me back from seeing Elvis the donkey, at the gate.

Then after she's taken that awful thing out my mouth, she'll brush me and say 'Good boy Tigger, you're so sweet when you look at me like that'.  I suppose she likes the sight of my teeth!

Then I'll probably be put back in that thing and made to hold back when we're going to the woods.

It's exciting jumping all those logs and wooden things which she calls 'cross country jumps'. They're just funny logs to me.

It's even better splashing through the water then dumping her in it! Then it'll be smack, 'naughty Tiggy, what did you do that for?' smack, and we'll be wandering back home.

Then I'll be shoved in a stable with an empty water bucket, still with the horrible thing in my mouth.

Then she'll come back a bit later and get on me bareback and turn me towards the field.

Then she tells me off again for jumping the gate into the field and sending her flying.

I won't be caught, shan't. I'll gallop around so she can't catch me. She won't get me! I'll eat the grass then jump away when she puts the "green thing" on my nose.

I got caught. She wasn't having any of it. I was shoved in my stable and now she's grooming me - and it tickles!

Oh why me! Why me!

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