No it's supposed to be all about me!

Im not happy at all.  It's taken me a whole day to calm down long enough to put hoof to iPad. Now I know Mum loves Zippy and she used to do lots of things on her but she's mine now. If Zippy does come out I always accompany her, she used to show me things aren't scary but now I act as escort and protector. 

I could not believe my little dales pony eyes yesterday when Mum came down and took Zippy away down the road WITHOUT me! I mean what was she thinking. Obviously I thought she was just having a 'moment' and would realise she had left me behind. But no she was starting to go out the gate to the road, this was turning rapidly into a major crisis, I mean Zippy can't got out on her own.

There was only one thing for it, throw a maximum king size paddy to get Mum's attention so she would remember to take me too.  I was impressive, head down between knees back legs high in air, spinning canter pirouettes with head down (all this fittening exercise has it's uses) I put everything into it.  But can you believe Mum looked up smiled at me and then disappeared down the road with Zippy and Zippy's new rider, Sally. Humph!

Obviously this now required some very serious action to teach Mum she should never leave me on my own.  There was nothing else to do but to resort to the famous old tactic of pull a shoe off.  So I did.  That will teach her.  What Mum didn't realise is Charlie (her old event horse, who is expert in the field of pulling shoes off, had left me some secret notes on how to do it behind one of the trees). Thank you Charlie owe you one!

So when Zippy finally returned (evidently having had a fun old time, reliving old memories of being on the lunge, and having successfully taught Sally to do rising trot, and had even snuck in a little canter, much to Mum's surprise - oh there is life in the old horse yet) I pitched up at the gate to say hello feeling very smug.

Mum was not impressed, something about we are going to a Highland and Dales pony camp this weekend and how do all her horses know when something special has been lined up so that they go pull a shoe off!  Well just punishment has been served and hopefully Mum has learnt her lesson.  Though I kinda hope the farrier will come before Friday because that hairy pony camp thing at the weekend does sound kinda fun - opps hope I haven't ruined our chances of going.

Zippy has pulled my fetlock and asked could I also post the pictures of her with her rider Sally, ok Zippy but don't make a habit of this, we could fall out if you start stealing all of Mum's attention - even you should know by now it's supposed to be all about me!