The morning starts like any other morning greeted by all and I start with Trooper. I've decided this is his morning to get out into the yard. This is how a weekend morning goes for them with Trooper being this mornings spoiled child.
Where's my breakfast?
I SAID "WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST!"
Yum! That's better.
I'm finished, bucket and feeder are where they belong, so I'll eat some hay.
Hmm, Is that gate not chained?
Yup! I knew it!
OH BOY! The Isle gate into the yard is open. It must be my day!
Let's see. There must be food ing here'
I'll make sure the feed cart is empty.
LOOK! The feed room door is open!
Now to head to the front steps to see if my servants have carrots.
Please sir, can I have some more?
He decided to rearrange a few things so it was time to go home. So it was back into the pasture to eat some more. It's a tough life being one of my horses. LOL