Chubs, the Little Horse

Hey friends, it’s Chubs again.

Let’s talk about something very important: misleading hooman behavior.

Now, I’m not saying they do it on purpose (okay, maybe I am), but sometimes what I think is happening… is very, very different from what’s actually going on. So today, I’m sharing some real-life examples to help you spot the warning signs and avoid the same fate.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“We’re going on an exciting adventure!”
What Was Actually Happening:
The vet was waiting with a needle and a stethoscope. I never saw it coming.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“Ooooh, a cookie!”
What Was Actually Happening:
It was dewormer. In a syringe. Apple flavored, they said. LIARS.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“I’m just getting groomed for fun!”
What Was Actually Happening:
A saddle appeared out of nowhere. Suddenly, I was “going to work.” Rude.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“Oh, cool, she’s filling a bucket!”
What Was Actually Happening:
It was to refill the chicken’s food bucket in their coop. It wasn’t for me. Boo!

What I Thought Was Happening:
“Aw, look! She brought my halter to come say hi.”
What Was Actually Happening:
The trailer door creaked open. My ears still haven’t recovered.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“She’s just checking my hooves real quick.”
What Was Actually Happening:
Farrier ambush. Rasps. Nails. That weird smoke smell.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“Look at all this extra brushing and pampering!”
What Was Actually Happening:
We had visitors. With cameras. And they made me wear ridiculous heart ears again.

What I Thought Was Happening:
“She’s walking over with a lead rope! I bet we’re going to graze.”
What Was Actually Happening:
Arena circles. So many circles. Endless circles.

Look, I love my hooman. I really do. But I’ve learned one thing—if it seems too good to be true, it probably involves a thermometer.

Until next time, stay skeptical, stay strong, and if they come at you with a syringe and say “It’s a treat!”—run.