In the morning I wake up and see my mother grazing in the field, so I canter up to her and whinny.

She answers with a snort and goes back to eating. I shake my mane then go off to gallop with the other foals. My mother looks up and nods her approval.

Once I reach the other foals, I say, “Let's go and have a race!”

They all whinny and start to line up. I hear a click and see my human coming out with a feed bucket. She puts it down and I see my mother canter to it and start eating.

My human comes to me and I start sucking on the milk that she brought me.

My owner slips away and comes back with a saddle and bridle. She saddles up and gets on my mother. She trots to the arena. 

I tell the foals how I'm too tired to race and I go back to sleep.