From Moshi Issue 78

July 16, 2019 by  

I'm a people whisperer. A Moshi Level Five People Whisperer, to be exact. Fellow horses come to me when they are confused by their people and ask what their person really meant by their crazy people language. These poor confused horses say things like, "my person says she's the boss when on my back by directing where we go, but then moves her feet … Read more »

From Indy Issue 78

July 16, 2019 by  

I ate the cat. Okay.. that's not true, but there are times when I wish I could. She makes me so mad! We've called a truce, but I'm still upset. She said she would tell me where Lobby, my stuffed lobster, is hiding, if I promise to catch a rabbit for her. The problem is, I don't actually catch the rabbits. I just chase them. I declined. Getting … Read more »

From Moshi Issue 77

July 2, 2019 by  

Two brains. That's right, I have two brains. So do you. The difference is, you have a bundle of nerves called the corpus collasum between the two halves of your brain that lets the sides chat. My brain doesn't have that. It's true that my brain, or brains, have a very difficult time talking to each other. For a horse, this means I have to be … Read more »

From Indy Issue 77

July 2, 2019 by  

Thank you, to all of you who sent your ideas about where the cat hid my stuffed toy friend, Lobby the Lobster. I've not found him yet, but I think we're getting closer. Some of you said you thought he was on the roof. Rhett got a ladder and climbed up to check but Lobby wasn't there. We also checked on top of the refrigerator, under the … Read more »

From Moshi Issue 76

June 18, 2019 by  

A terrible thing happened today, and I'm really struggling to get over it. There was a loud hissing sound that hit my nervous system with a scream that said, "RATTLE SNAKE!" I was so startled, I jumped sideways really hard and fast, and unseated Jane! Her off balance body clinging to my side triggered, "MOUNTAIN LION!" in my brain. So, I bucked. … Read more »

From Indy Issue 76

June 18, 2019 by  

I'm posting signs all over the neighborhood. "Lost, one stuffed red lobster. Contact Indy." The cat won't tell me where he is. She implies that she knows, but she won't tell. I'm so frustrated! I tried being nice to her, even gave her one of my dog biscuits, but she just purrs and struts away. I think she enjoys teasing me. SO... I'm going to … Read more »

From Indy Issue 75

June 4, 2019 by  

I'm a song and dance man. I howl in B-flat. I love to tap dance on the tile in the front hall, though I do my best dancing in front of the cupboard where the dog biscuits are stored. My best singing is done late at night when the coyotes stop by our place. We have a nice quartet performance at least once a week. Occasionally we're even on … Read more »

From Moshi Issue 75

June 4, 2019 by  

Jane says I'm too serious, and need to play more. She told me I should relax and enjoy life. I used to think she was crazy. I have lots of work to do, and I didn't think I should waste time playing around. Dressage is serious business ya' know, and I have to be PERFECT. But Jane taught me that dressage should be FUN first, and serious … Read more »

From Indy Issue 74

May 21, 2019 by  

Jones. Indiana Jones. Also known as Double-K-Nine. KK9! I'm a secret agent dog. Oops! I wasn't supposed to tell you that. Don't say anything! It will be our secret. I guess I'll have to deputize you as a Double H so you'll be obligated to keep quiet. Do you prefer yours shaken or stirred? I take mine diced with a touch of gravy. I'm on a … Read more »

From Moshi Issue 74

May 21, 2019 by  

I see blue sky, green grass, and yellow flowers. I can't see red apples as my eyes perceive the color red as deep gray. I've been told that it's because horses have a different eye structure from humans and can only see things in blues, yellows, and greens. My eyes don't have the cones to produce the colors red, purple, or orange. When you look … Read more »