The Missing Rider

Onyie and her "Little", June

In the big wooden barn, I woke up to the delightful smell of fresh hay and grain.

As I stood up, I saw the beautiful sunrise with the sun looking like it had erupted from

the earth with a stunning pink and orange sky. Patch, the paint pony and my best friend

said, “Onyie you’re finally up, grain was served an hour ago.” I rushed to eat my food.

It’s Friday fun day and my Little is coming to ride me. I was still waiting for my little when

Mr. Bret started turning Patch and the other horses out.

Immediately when Patch was turned out, I started to panic. I started whinnying

and pawing at the gate. It sounded like metal thrashing. Before I knew it Mr. Bret came

back and turned me out. I tried to tell him that I have a lesson, but he did not understand

what I was saying. I bulged my eyes, I pinned my ears, and I wouldn’t move. Eventually

I gave up. Worried in the back pasture, I talked to Patch. “Patch you have to help me,

my Little is not here and we have a lesson.”

Meanwhile, Patch acted like nothing strange was happening, and she said

“Onyie do you even know what day it is, hint it’s a very special day.” I cried, “Even more

special than me?” I trotted off to my favorite place under the trees to think. The smell of

fresh cut grass and pine comforted me but not as much as my little does. I started

thinking of every scenario of what could have happened to my Little. Was she dead,

was she sick, was she kidnapped, did she forget about me, did she sell me, did she

sleep in? I started to hear horses behind me, I spun around so fast that I almost hit my

head on a tree. It was Oops the quarter horse and Leo the Mustang. They asked,

“What’s wrong with you Onyie? You’re all by yourself and you’re pacing around like a

maniac.” I felt overwhelmed. “My Little is not here and we had a lesson. I think she’s

dead or I’m sold. I don’t really know.” Leo and Oops tried to calm me down.

About to give up, I took a deep breath and smelled a delicious smell of carrots

and cake. Before I knew it, Little and Mr. Bret rounded the corner from the barn and

started to bring in the horses. When they turned me loose in the arena, I saw big pink

balloons, all my friends, carrot cake, and MY LITTLE. I realized that Little was not

missing. She planned a surprise party for my birthday. I felt joyful and super excited.

Let’s just say, I gave a lot of happy boops that day.