But there are a few items that would be nice to see Christmas morning!
So I have made a list:
1. I want a new moving box of death. You know those things. Yet get in, mom closes door, (shake-shake-shake) and POOF! You're somewhere different. I hear from my friends there are nicer, quieter, less shaky ones.
|My blender on wheels.|
|How about this mom! Then we can see each other while we shake-shake-POOF!|
2. Now this one I know my mom can do. My mom helped me learn all my human/horse manners and I think I am quite a good girl. Now how about mom shows my sister some of these manners? Really, she is such a brat. Now I love her and all, but she just doesn't know when to quit!
|Out of my space, sis!|
|I said MOVE!|
|Such a pain in the hindquarters.|
3. My next wish would be for a large bowl of scrumptious, mouth-watering, brain-exploding OATS!
Mom won't let me near the stuff! She says it makes my brain fall out. But, just. one. bowl!!
4. My last item (yes, just four things. I told you I was easy to please!) is kind of for both me and my mom. You see, sometimes she's scared. I know she tries to hide it, but I can tell. My wish is for her to be brave and trust us. When she's brave, I feel like I can do anything and it feels so great! So mom, like our T says, "Ride me like you stole me!".