Thursday, June 23, 2011

Swollen ankles


This is a photo of my hind legs. As you can see my ankles and fetlocks are usually nicely shaped. The SPS moved me to a large pasture hoping that I would make friends with Tahkoe...I didn't. But I did fall in love with He of the Spotty Butt's sister Dandi. She is sweeeeet. Zen the snooty Lipizzaner thinks he owns her and all the other mares in his pasture. He is mistaken, all the mares are smitten by my royal self. I have been spending most of my days for the past week courting all the mares, especially Dandi. Did I mention she is spicy? Well it seems I have been running the fence line too much and aggravated my hinds. They are swollen and sore, sore enough that I am not doing so much showing off. The SPS is going to start tucking me into a paddock at night and giving me extra joint supplements. She also told me that I need to learn to strut my stuff and not run around like a mad man. I heard mention of a cold hosing to help with the swelling, I hate getting hosed...I guess I will behave.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

To my friends at school





To my very special friends at school,



I hope you have a wonderful summer. Make sure and eat plenty of carrots. Also practice your reading, you can do that by visiting me here to see what I am up to.



I hope that you invite me back to visit your class again. I had a wonderful time and am so proud to have met each and every one of you. You are my heroes!



Love



Sir Darby

Sunday, June 5, 2011

In love






Miss Breeze is a Tennessee Walker and I love her. She is a bit older than me, she is 24, but she is young at heart. She is the second horse at the ranch I have fallen in love with. I get upset when she goes in her shelter and I can not see her. I think she knows that and does it just to tease me.
The SPS says that this is my spring tune-up routine. I fall in love, run around like a crazy horse, and loose my winter weight gain.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)