People Food

This is Ranger.  The horse.

A lot of summers ago, when I had only been caught for a couple of winters, I did not know how good the people food was.  I only knew about grass and weeds and stuff.  I would not eat any other things.

One time Beel and Waneeta cut up "carrots" into small bites and put them on my hay.  I and my friend Shadow tooked all of them off of the hay and spit them onto the ground and walked on them.

One time Beel and Waneeta poured "grain" on our flakes of hay on the ground.  I pawed all of it off of my hay, and then I pushed Shadow out of the way and pawed all of it off of HIS flake, too.  "They are trying to poison us." I telled Shadow.

One time Beel cut some "apple" skins real thin, like grass.  He put the "apple" with real grass and handed it to me.  I very carefully worked all of the "apple" out of my mouth and spit it on the ground.


One of the people neighbors had something they called a "grand-daughter" that was staying with them for the summer.  She was very short, and only came up to my knee.  She must have been borned just that day, because she could barely walk.

They called her like a national park.  I think it was "Yellowstone".  Her sisters are "Zion", "Arches" and "Capitol Reef", or something.

She came by every day with a little bag of carrots, to feed the "wild horse", whoever that was.  But she always tried to give them to me.  I would not eat them, but I would smell them.

One day I tried one.

Good.  Good.  Good.   GOOD!

My top lip covered my nose so I could taste it even better.

Good, good, good!

I only ate a few, cause you can get a belly-ache if you eat too much strange food.  The next day I ate more, because I had not had a belly-ache.  I still would not eat people food from Beel for a long time.  He is not very cute.

LOTS of summers have gone by now, and Yellowstone came back before the last dark to give me "carrots".  Beel tooked me out of the corral and let Yellowstone ride on my back.  She is more like a people yearling now, even though it has been MANY summers.  There must be something wrong with her.  She should be old now.

She sayed she was happy and liked the ride.

I was happy, too.

She brung more "carrots".

Ranger.  The horse.