So the SPS decided that I needed to have all of the paint and glitter washed off of my royal self. I was not amused for a couple of reasons. First I really do not like baths. I spend a lot of time and effort getting my hair just the way I like it. Secondly I was enjoying the looks of the passing motorists as they drove past my pasture and spied a pink horse. People would bring their little children by to see. The SPS says I just want the attention-really that is not it I simply wanted to continue to spread the joy.
The SPS is threatening to give me another bath to clean off the dirt. That is fine with me because I will just roll again. I can keep this up everyday and eventually she will be trained to not bathe me, after all it takes the time it takes to teach your human their lessons. Good thing I am patient and understanding.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)