The gymkhana disaster by Pippa

 The gymkhana disaster

My pony Rocky is so cheeky, pretty, kind and intelligent. 

Once when I was at a gymkhana and when everyone else was going down to the bomb fire, I tied Rocky up. 

I went down to the bomb fire and when I went back to check on Rocky. Oh my gosh! He was untying the ROPE. I  watched in astonishment. When he untied the rope, he went to the other horses and sniffed their bottoms. They did not like it! Since then I have had to do a different knot to keep Rocky tied up. 

When I tied Rocky up another time, I did a knot that I call the Rocky knot. When he tried to untie it he couldn’t. He looked furious. I went over and he snorted on me. It was disgusting. 

I said, “Yuck Rocky! Why did you do that?” 

He looked happy again. 

I said it again, “Yuck.” 

I muttered, “Cheeky horse,”  I muttered.