Chubs, the Little Horse

Hey there, it’s Chubs again. Let me tell you about this… interesting day I had with my little girl. She showed up with a pile of sparkly things, ribbons, and what I can only describe as the most ridiculous set of heart-shaped ears I’ve ever seen. Apparently, it was all in honor of something called Valentine’s Day. Whatever that is.

I was just minding my own business, enjoying a quiet afternoon in the pasture, when she came running over, grinning ear to ear. Before I could even think about moving, she had a sparkly pink scarf in her hands and a determined look on her face. “Chubs,” she said, “you’re going to look amazing.”

Now, I’m not one to shy away from the occasional splash of flair. After all, I do have a cross on my forehead, which basically means I was born for the spotlight. But I still wasn’t sure.

First, she slipped the scarf around my neck, and I had to admit, it was… okay. It shimmered in the sunlight, catching just enough sparkle to make me look distinguished. Handsome, even. Not that I’d ever let her know I thought so.

Then came the heart ears. They were red and wobbled every time I moved my head. As she adjusted them, I caught my reflection in the barn window and nearly snorted. It looked like a walking Valentine’s Day card. Not my usual rugged, outdoorsy look, but I decided to humor her. I’m a kind soul like that.

“See? You’re the most handsome horse in the world, Chubs,” she said, stepping back to admire her work.

Well, she’s not wrong.

She spent the rest of the afternoon fussing over me, taking pictures, and laughing every time my heart ears wobbled. I tried my best to act like I didn’t enjoy it, but between you and me, it was kind of fun. The scarf was warm, the hearts were… interesting, and my little girl was so happy, it made the whole thing worth it.

I still don’t know what Valentine’s Day is, but if it means I get to see my little girl smiling and spending time with me, I guess it’s not so bad. Just don’t let the other horses hear about the hearts. A guy’s got a reputation to uphold.

Until next time, keep sparkling, friends.
Hoof-bumps and wobbly heart ears,