As any true Haflinger must, I enjoy my food immensly. Winter food around here is the best (cepting summer grass of course). When the weather turns nippy to humans Mom begins adding alfalfa pellets to my daily lunch routine. It goes like this, Mom comes down from the house and gives me a flake of hay.
Course since I finished my breakfast a few hours ago I be totally starved. I dig in heartily, I'm not shy about my food for sure.
Next, Mom cleans my room as I stave off imminent starvation...
Next her gives me a luscious pound of Alfalfa pellets. Oooooooh, heaven!!! Mom cleans the paddock & fills my water while I clean my bowl. Yep, I lick it good and clean...
Couldn't quite get it tipped enough. Mmmmm, maybe if I roll it???... Rolling didn't net much in results. Ahhhh, got it tipped over now, that should do it right?...
Pick it up thinking of course by now the container that smells so good has magicaly refilled & I've emptied the new contents on the ground. NO ALFALFA, my masterly plan didn't work!!! What's up with that, Mom why are you laughing so hard? What do you mean I can't have no more till tomorrow? I finally gave up when I noticed my hay net all poofy and full of hay. So, I guess I can wait till lunch tomorrow for more Alfalfa <SIGH>
Later...
Silly Camryn! I know all about Haflingers and their love of food. I was riding Shyloh today and the feeding lady started giving out hay. . .wow can Shy do some fancy moves when she wants to!
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ReplyDeleteNo takers on the mud! I don't understand it's primo mud!!! I can do some pretty fancy moves when I want too LOL