I’m Polo, and I’ve lived at Petersham Farm Stables since March last year. My face is on the livery yard’s advertising poster, which is not surprising because I am of course the most beautiful mare here.
I’ve had a lovely summer at Petersham Farm Stables - I’ve particularly enjoyed my turnout in the fields, and until a few weeks ago the grass was especially tasty after the autumn rain. In fact, there was so much grass over the summer that I managed to go down two holes on my girth. I was pleased with this achievement, because as a foal I was taught by my dam that it’s important for us Irish horses to store up fat reserves for the winter.
Unfortunately, my human doesn’t understand this seasonal need. She started measuring my tummy with a piece of tape, and since then I only get fed a tiny amount of hard feed. Seriously, it’s miniscule. The humans say it’s a ‘balancer’ and that I don’t need lots of it. With respect, I disagree. My dam taught me that in winter there is barely any grass. Vitamins are all well and good, but we need fat reserves. I suppose it’s fair to say that at the moment we get lots of hay, but you never know with those pesky humans - what if they were to stop giving us hay? You never know. they might decide to eat the hay themselves. My human keeps my polos in her pockets, and I’ve see hear eat those. Who is to say she won’t start eating my hay? Then I’d be lost without my fat reserves. As it is, I’m quite worried because I’ve already lost all the nice padding that I managed to put on over the summer.
I did temporarily find a solution. When the autumn grass was at its most juicy, whenever they tried to catch me in the field, I ran away! As I can run faster than them, I usually got an extra few mouthfuls of grass while I waited for them to catch up with me. And we had a marvellous time - it’s like playing hide and seek, but without the hiding. I’ sure the humans enjoyed this game, because whenever they were running after me, they snorted happily! Unfortunately now the grass isn’t quite so juicy anymore, and since there’s always hay in the stable I let them catch me. But just wait until spring time….
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