Silk, I am told, is going to be absent from the Ranch for a while, but Maid and I are working together again. Maid is very good to work with. She is very trusting and obedient of Miss Bern, and brings far fewer questions to the training than does Silk. I like working with Maid. Silk is nice too, but it seems that things often take twice as long with her because she has so many questions about things. Both of my sisters are nice. I like working with them very much. I am also happy that Miss Bern’s stable is growing. She deserves to have a full stable of ponies all her own. It is my fondest with that she gets that. I would be very happy in the knowledge that she can have ponies at her beck at call at any time that she desires one of us. SHe is such a wonderful owner.

It took a little while for me to grasp what Miss Bern wanted me to change, but I finally understood, after a lot of patient explanations by her. I removed the portcullis, and added a pillared entryway to the Coliseum, Which she called a Circus Maximus.
I do not know much of Roman history or architecture, but, then again, I am just a pony. Such knowledge is rather unimportant to such animals. The only things I really need to keep in my head are the commands I must follow, the signals she gives me, along with the appropriate responses.
I set to work right away on making the changes, and It took me a while. I hope that, when she returns tomorrow, she will be happy with what I have done.

Miss Bern took me around today and set me to work, fixing some things that she thought needed to be changed at the Ranch. Of course, it disappoints me a bit that I was not able to provide her with exactly what she wanted when she returned. I had hoped that my preparations had been good enough to meet with her approval, but, I admit, I overlooked some important considerations. She had me move and adjust many different parts of the roads encircling the coliseum… to make them better for carting. I should have known better. Of course, my owner is right. I overlooked some important things, and I am ashamed that I did not have a clearer picture in my head of the way things should be. I will work hard to correct these oversights, and I hope that Miss Bern does not hold the errors against me.

It is, indeed, a joyous thing to be reunited with one’s owner again. We spent some time today With Maid and with Silk, just meeting them again and getting reaquanted. It will be nice to have my sisters back again. It has been a long time since we worked together, and I look forward to pulling the carts with them once more. We will make a good team of ponies, for Miss Bern, I just know we will.

Finally, after three weeks that seemed as though they would never end, Miss Bern has returned to me, returned to the Ranch. I think that she was almost as happy to se her pet, as I was to see her again! She practically showered me with kisses!
I took her on a tour of the new site, and she seemed quite happy with everything we had done. She was brimming over with compliments for Cheryl and myself. I am relieved. I was hoping that all would meet with her approval, and it looks as though it has. Soon, she says, I will go back to being an animal again. I will certainly miss my freedom, but I miss being with my owner even more. The loss of freedom is a small price to pay.

Today, we completely ran out of prims on the Ranch. THere is nothing more that we can build. I think we will need to sort through some things and see what we need and what we do not need. I have taken things down to as low as I could get them, and so did Cheryl. We added a few devices to the Punishment Cave, and I think that took up a lot of our resources. We will have to solve the problem somehow. Between the two of us, I am sure we can come up with something.
It is my home and my guess that my owner will return tomorrow. It has been three weeks and the final weekend is now over. I think I will go to the entry point and wait to see if she arrives tomorrow morrning. I hope and pray that she does.

There are not many more things to be fixed or to be set up on the Ranch. I am growing quite bored with waiting… bored with staying on the Ranch with nothing to do but to build. At first, it was novel; it gave me something different to do. Now, though, I tire of it. I am ready to end the building and go back to being just a simple animal.
Cheryl and I changed the entry point for visitors today, setting it up at the pond level. THis way we hope to stop people from teleporting into our Ranch and walking over to our neighbor’s property - through the Steeple course at ground level. We will continue little fixes like this, Cheryl and I, until I am taken once again and put into my stall. Perhaps soon, I will just lock myself inside it and wait for Miss Bern to return. She is overdue. I grow anxious.

It has now been three weeks since my owner left for holiday. Such a long, long time it has been. I wander now, lonely, throughout the Ranch… just testing things, making sure they are all right for our guests, but, more importantly, trying to make sure they are all right for my owner. I doubt everything will be, but I want everything to be perfect for when she returns.
Three weeks is such a long time to be on one’s own, especially when one is used to being watched over constantly. Miss Bern has been so very very good to me for such a long time: always looking out for me, always being there for me, always caring for me. I suppose it takes times like these, times of separation, for one to truly appeciate what she has… and I do. I am ready, so ready for her return. I am prepared, once again, to give up my freedom to her, to surrender what I have to her. I feel very lost on my own ranch without her.

We rearranged some of the pond-level of the Ranch today, Cheryl and I. We got rid of three sets of stables and replaced them with one, more efficiently designed one that Miss Mina made. We Also added a washing area for the ponies, in case owners or trainers do not wish to take their animals to the pond for bathing. All in all, though, it was a bit of a slow morning. I grow tired of the building… tired and bored of it. I stay on the Ranch and wander about looking for things to adjust or to fix. If only my owner would return….

I become a bit worried about CHeryl. More and more, she is becoming increasingly self-denigrating. Choz is really working a number on her, treating her more like a ‘thing’ and less like a person. I had a talk with Cheryl today. She is undergoing constant humiliation from Choz, and I can tell that she is in a constant state of arousal from it. She says that I had better hope that Miss Bern and Choz do not start conferring. She thinks it would be very bad for me if they did. She also thinks that Miss Bern will be very strict with me once she returns, as I have had entirely too much freedom of late. Perhaps she is right. Perhaps I am getting too accustomed to my freedom.
I just want my owner to return soon.