Zeus and the Pygmy goat
Written in March 1991

Hi!
My owner Gina asked me to write another little story for her newsletter. I think she's tryin to be nice, 'cause I am feelin kinda pouty. I do that sometimes and I put my ears flat back and frown a lot. I can usually get my humans to give in to me when I do that 'cause I'm so cute, but this time I'm poutin for a good reason.

See, Gina decided that the other yearling colts were starting to get too rough with me when we were playin, and she was worried that they would hurt me 'cause I'm littler than them, but I'm a big guy and I can take care of myself. Especially now since my Dr. Bob gave me thyroid, I've got lots more energy than I did before. Anyway, I had a really good idea and I told Gina that I would stay with the yearling fillies 'cause they're real cute, but Gina says yearling boys and girls can't be together anymore. What's a lil guy like me to do?

Well, Gina figured out that they had the perfect thing for me. Buy me a Pygmy goat for a friend! OH YUK!! What is wrong with them anyway? I don't want to live in no goat pen. I'm a HORSE, and I am a BIG horse. All those goats ever do is run around all day going Baa Baa Baa! They can't even whinny AND THEY STINK!! Horses smell really good, but goats stink! Besides, we already had one darn goat and now they went and brought home another one.................well, he is kinda cute tho, and he is tiny, much smaller than me and he won't ever grow bigger than me!

Maybe I should think about this a little more. I AM kinda tired of lookin up to everyone and I could probably boss him around some.............maybe it might be worth it, just for a little while, but in the meantime, I'm just gonna POUT!!