Denali here. My mom has mentioned this thing called a "blog" to me on several occasions. I thought it had to do with food, who knew?
I wanted to set some things straight. Wild Pony Beast? What kind of blog title is that!?
(Mom in: I didn't realize I was going to ACTUALLY continue the blog)
Okay, okay...that makes SOME SENSE, but delicious snacks would be a better choice. OR Most beautiful horse in the world....
What's up with Ninja horse? Why did you tag that? If you were 16hh and asked to live in a hell hole you'd re-model it too!
(Mom in: Denali, I moved you as soon as I got back from Denmark. I didn't realize what that barn was like.)
Hummm... okay... What's this talk of selling me? Just because I have a bad day doesn't mean that you should say you're going to hang a 4-sale sign on my butt. I'll hang a 4-sale sign on your butt if you don't bring me more carrots!
(Mom in: Denali we talked about this! I was frustrated with you, I said I was sorry!! I bought you a 25 pound bag of carrots!! Where did those go?)
Carrots? What carrots? You lie!
(Mom in: Sigh...Denali, you remember, the huge carrots that you loved SO much that you pinned your ears at everyone you saw eating one.)
WELL THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN EATING.... I mean... what carrots?
(Mom in: INSERT EYE ROLL HERE)