My Barn

I was thinking about my barn this morning when I went in there to eat my breakfast. I don't usually eat inside but for some reason this morning my horse decided he wanted to eat out of my feed barrel. Since I'm not much for fighting I let him have it. That white barrel is mine. He has an orange barrel out here in the pasture and one in the barn on a feeder rack the human man built for us. He built it for me and my other horse, Mousey, who moved on to greener pastures last year. You might be thinking that it could be used by me and my new horse but you would be thinking wrong. He's an okay fella but he doesn't want me any where near him when he eats. Doesn't matter that there is a board up between the barrels so he can't see me he knows I'm there and that makes digesting proper pretty hard. So anyway I eat outside and he eats inside, in MY barn. My barn, my sanctuary, mine mine mine!

My barn is a special place. There is room for me and a friend or even two friends then there is a gate behind which is the hay we eat. Some times it is stacked nearly to the roof which is way higher than I look. My barn surrounds me. It blocks the wind and keeps the cold from freezing my tail. It keeps the rain from falling on me and storms at bay. My barn is a place of Peace. That is unless my horse is already in there then it's more like....The outside of my barn is a place of Peace....................

There was a Red Bud tree that was weak and snapped off about four feet up it's trunk in this wind we have been having. That's not a real bad thing just makes a popping noise when it snaps over but I'm not afraid of stuff so that didn't bother me. I went over and looked at it and it looks like it might have been dead awhile because it has a lot of little trees coming out of it already below the break. Red Bud trees are like that. They live like a tree for a long time then they snap off and become more like Red Bud Bush's. Me being a horse I'm not real sure there is such a thing as a Red Bud Bush but that's what it looks like to me when it happens the way it does on occasion. I don't eat Red Bud tree leaves but the flowers they have in the spring time sure do smell pretty. I sometimes taste of them but I much prefer the old Lantana on the side of the road in. My human girl doesn't like me eating her flowers. Says horse's are not supposed to eat flowers but how am supposed to stay so sweet if I don't?