Some of you die hard Indigo fans have been requesting a post about her. Today she hung around me the whole time. I could not ride/drive her as I had work to do then it started pouring rain.
The days I do not have to go to class I totally plan on riding, only it totally never ends up happening.
I ride everyones horse but my own.
So I had to clean out the barnyard. We started the other day but it rained and well, been too busy since. There was a big pile of manure in the back corner.
I walk around the corner and Indigo is standing on the very top of the poo pile up to her knees. Of course by the time I got my camera she was off of it.
I still got this.
Poo pile princess.
Looks like shes been rolling around in it too. Dirty horse.
I go about my business. First I noticed there was some loose sheet metal on the barn. Off with my hammer, nails, screws and drill to fix that problem. I had brought out my shovel, broom and pitchfork with me. Before I noticed the sheet metal problem I had intended to clean the calf barn where Indigo and Sheba sleep.
I was around the other side of the gigantic poo pile when I hear this really odd crrruuunnncccchh.
I looked over to see what it was.
Indigo had attempted to take off the broom fibers as her afternoon snack.
I holler "leave it alone"
She backs up a couple steps and blinks at me as if saying "What, I didn't do it" I put the broom back with the other tools.
I go back to hammering loose nails into the barn.
"I said leave the broom!"
Indigo takes three steps back.
Here shes pretending to act like shes sniffing the shovel. Her eyes are clearly on something else.
I resume hammering.
Crruunnncchhh, crunch, crrruunnnch, CRASH!
"Hey, HEEEYY! DROP IT! INDIGO! GET BACK HERE WITH THAT!!"
As she picked it up I come after her and she runs for the hills, broom in mouth.
The shovel, hoof nippers(I couldn't find the tin snips), bag of nails, pitchfork, pair of gloves and a pepsi I had sitting on the ledge comes crashing down. Horse runs with broom.
Her escape only lasted so long as I was hot on her trail running right behind her her hollering. She let go of it, turned around and came creeping back for more. Creeper.
My poor broom! The picture does it some good. It's really a lot worse than it looks and hardly sweeps without bending.
I only paid $4 for it on sale but my broom! I happened to like this one it swept the best and I do a lot of sweeping.
I think it's ironic it says long lasting on the handle in this picture. Apparently they didn't impliment broom eating horses in their longevity trials.
I think in the end she really only wanted to help sweep up.
I did however get my revenge. Only a few handfuls of horse cookies could get this face out of her. She was totally not impressed about the ear holes I cut.