I have been with my humans mules years now, well ok 3 1/2 but it feels like forever. FH tells me I was 'acquired' to keep her old short ears happy (he is now living a fancy life retired and babysitting thoroughbreds!). It would seem that FH understood my desperate pleas to come home with her when we first met. I was not too happy where I was and we found each other at just the right time...... little did we both know how that chance meeting would change FH's life ;-) I had a plan!
I lived contentedly with my new pal Harri for a little while, he was very big and I was very small. I was very scared of everything around me and Harri was a bit of a bully. FH was very patient and somehow we kind of fell in love, she must have been very odd because I tried my hardest to put her off, glutton for punishment hey FH?
Then there was an unfortunate day where FH and short ears waved goodbye and left me while they went out for a ride. But wait, this is so wrong, short ears is here but where is FH??? Harri had come home without his precious cargo, oh dear.... the short ears had had a 'short ears moment' of spectacular proportions and had dumped FH, run over her with his shoes and all and then left her broken on the road..... this is not acceptable. Everything changed.
I spent that evening very unhappy, FH didn't come to see us for days, our lovely Aunty Di looked after us but there was no sign of the one I had learned to trust, what had the naughty short ears done? FH finally appeared and was broken.... she had bruises and broken bones and was a deathly shade of pale. It was awful when I heard her whisper that this was one time too many (the parade of broken bones over the years was spectacular) and that 'he' would have to be found a retirement home..... but ... but.... I'm too young to retire and I like it here and I only kick to warn..... but then it dawned on me that they were talking about the short ears.... maybe they'll want me to go with him???
FH cried lots but found the short ears a lovely home where he couldn't hurt anyone with his moments anymore, he would graze happily alongside a retired thoroughbred. I waved off one short ears and had a lovely old lady pony come to stay with me for a few months to keep me company and so that she could have some tlc and a warm stable. I decided at this point that I'd better be good! I had my FH practically to myself and suddenly realised that life was good and that humans aren't really that bad. There was a little something missing though... I didn't really have a friend to play with, the old lady pony was no good at playing tag and lets just say she was a bit boring! FH knew that when the winter was done I needed a little excitement in my life.
And that's where life took another turn due to this life changing mini mule. I persuaded FH to do something that she never dreamed she would. She rehomed a shetland pony! Now FH freely admits that shetlands in general are not her favourite equines, they can be a little badly behaved, be mean, quick to kick and a little on the fat side. But that was before she met Roller. After meeting my potential mates the choice was an easy one. Roller had to come to live with me.
Imagine my delight, a mini pal of my own size to play with. Roller has been here nearly three mule years now and FH has promised us that we will never, ever be parted, my little mini pal is my bestest friend; when I'm grumpy he is calm, when I'm flighty he is patient, when I'm scared he is bold, when I'm lively he is slow, when I'm dozing he is stood, when I'm itchy he is scratchy, when I'm naughty he is nice, when I'm bad he is good, when I'm extrovert he is introvert, when I'm loud he is quiet, when I'm bray he is neigh, when I'm hungry.... he is too ;-)
What is the trade off between us mules and those we own? I reckon I know the secret... my FH keeps me fed, watered, tidy, interested, exercised and safe, in exchange I make her happy! I am always ready for a hug or a well timed snuffle. It is hard to be sad or angry when you're with my mulificence, who can manage not to crack a smile when watching my perfect form cavort around the paddock?
So I really am a life changing mini mule, I change lives every day just by being me, wow that's really pretty cool :-)