Two-legs isn’t in the best of moods. She’s snorting on about her mobile ‘phone being lost. She asked me if I ate it! She says she wouldn’t put it past me, for I’d “eat the lamb of God”. Silly Mare. I’m a vegetarian! She’s putting me into a right strop. I wish she’d be quiet.
Two-legs thinks she’s awful clever, with her mobile ‘phone and her laptop and her Royal Mail. She assumes that we Equines, who have been on this planet longer than the Two-legs, have no Communications. She may well have electronical devices and pens and paper, but we horses and ponies have crows. Does she think a mare forsakes her foal when he leaves for pastures new? Does she not think that if I didn’t get in touch with my mother, on a regular basis, that there wouldn’t be hell to pay? The crows are wonderful at carrying messages. They’re very nosey, so the only payment they need is knowledge about other creature’s business. You can hear them squawking everyone’s business most evenings. It’s particularly busy during Green Grass, what with all the news about newborns. We’re kept up-to-date with all the “goings-on”.
The geese take charge of messages that travel over-seas. They gather up just before No Grass (Winter), asking us to gather our thoughts and put messages together for them to take to our loved ones, or at least so they can tell a crow in another country to pass on our salutations. T’is a grand partnership that has taken millennia to forge and it is no trouble at all to communicate with our American cousins. Sure, didn’t we all know about America
I feel all the better for the rant! I think I’ll take M…Fancy for a drink this evening. The river’s a nice spot.
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