Look I have a mask made with a tartan pattern. The SPS has had me wearing it, but I am not sure why. So far I have received no royal visitors from Scotland. I have made sure the pasture is properly prepared for royal visitors and waiting patiently...so far nothing. I have been wondering if the reason for the tartan is already here. There are to minis, maybe they are leprechauns. There is a fancy retired show horse here who used to have a fancy Irish name...I don't think he counts because he eats dirt. Maybe the SPS is just making sure that I am properly attired at all times.
The farrier and the equine therapist are coming this weekend. I will conduct my self appropriately for the farrier. If the therapist starts digging her fingertips into my rear again trying to make me do a bum tuck I plan on giving what I think is an appropriate response-so be warned mean fingertip lady.
Tue ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)