Wednesday, January 14, 2009


Today was a nice day but a tad nippy, so I wore my jacket (see previous post).

I roamed about doing as I pleased. At bedtime I got Mabel the mini-Mancha booted out of my private stall where she was sojourning for a couple of days while she waits for her turn in the honeymoon suite.

She is not as bad as some of the full-size LaManchas (Winnie), but I'm sorry, does the word "private" not mean anything any more?

I signaled discreetly to the manager to have her removed when she started eating my special hay after I had told her not to touch it.

The farmer advised me from now on to live for today and to stay in the moment, so that's exactly what I am doing.

I did not mention that that's what I was doing before, too.