Got grass?

MOM came out to get me a little later than usual, not sure why but glad she came out at all!

She made me run around my round pen prison with my saddle on for a while and then insisted on riding me in the really big round pen that's covered by a roof.  I was bored with what she was doing and really wanted to look at the horses in the pasture, the horses in the other barn, the car in the driveway...but no, she made me keep my eyes straight ahead.  Oh well, it's always worth the try because sometimes she's not paying attention, ha!  The halter thing was going ok and then I got distracted by a lady hanging on the rail.  She talks without stopping, I find that interesting.  She must've thought I was terribly beautiful as she followed me around when MOM was through doing tasks and let me have my grass.  I found that lady comforting; kind of like the noise of the fan in my stall; what do they call that, white noise?