I made a promise and that was that when 50 people sign up for my mom’s party I would show you my picture. There are 48 people signed up for the party and horses always round up so that makes 50. This is the picture that I painted that is going to be in the auction at the party. I painted it all myself. Here’s a picture of the picture that I painted!———-> If you say “Honeycutt, won’t you…

Mom came out a little while ago and put my face harness on. Then her phone rang and so she needed me to stand patiently and wait until she was done with her phone call. See how I did?———–> Mom said we have to practice. I never practice, but she seemed to think it was important. What we practiced was being a show horse at a horse show. When Mom walked forward, I walked forward. When Mom…

Lots of days this happens: Mom gives grain to Jay and Chance, but when I look into my bowl, it’s empty! Then I have to stare at Mom to remind her that I didn’t get any grain. She says, Sorry Honeycutt, because I am too fat for grain eating every day. If I try to taste Jay’s grain, he makes a nasty face and that means go away! this is my grain! So it’s back to staring at Mom. If I was in the same…

There is a human thing called planning a party and being afraid no one will come. I know all about being afraid, but it’s almost never because of a party. Except for that party with the explosions in the sky, do you know that party? I don’t like that party. My foster mom is planning a party called the SAFE Horse Show. She is working very hard on this party. She tells me she is worried that no…

Today I am shining like a bright penny in the sun. Mom looked out the window and said, Now there’s something you don’t see every day! and it was me doing this ——-> Horses have to be careful that no one sneaks up on them but I was so warm and happy that I let my guard down for a little bit. And the worst thing that happened was mom snuck up and took my picture but I was so warm and happy I…

The man who scrapes my feet came this week. He’s a very nice man who never tries to sit on me, but sometimes we play a game. He takes my foot and pulls it to the front and then I try to take it back. The scraping man does not like to lose this game, and when I win too many times, my mom says Honeycutt, knock it off and that means stop playing the game. Then I let him keep my foot because I am a…

My mom went somewhere today to see some people sit on white horses. (Editors note: Honeycutt is referring to the Lipizzaner Stallion performance that took place today.) I was not impressed until she told me about the horse that bucked. This horse was a fine, fine bucker. He did not have anyone sitting on him. His only job was to come out and buck so that people would clap. The white bucking…

My herd is made up of three mighty horses. When we run together, the leaves fall from the trees. My two friends were both racehorses and they both think they’re the fastest. But I know that neither one of them won any horse races. Me, I have my dignity to consider, but even if I wanted to run in a horse race, I’m the wrong kind of horse. Apparently. But take a look at this: I’ve lived with Jay…

Everybody wants a horse they can ride. I say that any horse that would permit a human to sit on him has a serious lack of dignity. I say if humans want to go around in circles, they are fully capable of doing so under their own power. I had to do some righteous bucking before the humans at SAFE got the message, but they don’t try to sit on me anymore. Which is good for my dignity. But it leaves…