I am worried. The human has come for a cuddle after I have gone to bed which is unheard of. I think she's depressed and its got something to do with the previously unfinished tax return that has now been finished and the fallout has hit. Us ponies (especially the fat ones) don't have to do stuff like that, its all about the next haynet, plod or visit from the Antichrist. I don't even count as an expense which seems a bit odd. I mean, the human is always saying how expensive I am so can't I be offset against the tax bill??? Anyway, the human has sent a grovelling letter to the nice people at the Inland Revenue so we will see what comes of it.
In the meantime, the human has informed me that I may have to move house AGAIN. On the plus side we haven't unpacked from the last move yet and I will get to live WITH the human which means I can grovel for food 24/7. There isn't a bad side now I come to think of it but we are waiting for the current landlord to count ponies and stables to see if there is actually room for us. Will keep you posted, although you may hear the complaints from the human about shifting my wardrobe before I get to the computer.....
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