I survived the night

In case anyone, besides me, was concerned I survived my night with the horse eating bag. The bag was smart and stayed exactly where the DOR put it-good thing I would have hated to have to stomp it into the dirt. I stayed at the far end of the paddock and things were just fine.
The DOR must have felt a bit bad about subjecting me to such life-threatening danger, she showed up at 6:30 this morning to let me out of the paddock. I was soooo glad to see her I went darting to the bag end of the paddock to greet her. The bag behaved itself, I think it was worried that I would beat it up in front of the DOR. I was glad to get out of the paddock. I would have been more happy if the DOR had taken the bag with her when she left, instead she left it where she had put it last night.
I am going to spend the day grazing down by the other pasture. Nothing to do with the bag, there is a pretty filly down there that I have been flirting with that's why.
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR