Freedom speaks Saturday-I want what I want!

I want what I want, when I want it!
This is me a few years ago teaching the SCC's niece how to ride. Yep, I can still do a few fancy moves and I showed them to the DOR this week. She put me in the big barn paddock for the evening, thinking that I would appreciate being able to move around a bit more and not get so stiff over night...I didn't! I don't like change and she knows it. I am not sure why she forgets, it must be her old age. I ran around the paddock screaming and then decided that I would jump the fence. Laugh if you will, but I jumped the fence two years ago when the DOR put me in a new pasture, actually I went over two fences to get back to my old pasture. The DOR decided then that she wouldn't ask me to change pastures-I guess I should have included paddocks in the deal. The first attempt this time was from a stand-still and the DOR yelled and waved at me, she destroyed my concentration so it was a no go. I made a second attempt after trotting around the paddock, but the DOR saw it coming and tossed poop at me yelling "Freedom, stop, no, you will hurt yourself you old fart!" Well that was just plain rude if you ask me. She hurt my feelings a bit and I wasn't going to stand for that. I waited until I thought she was distracted and made a run for it. I loped to the fence, it was only a 4 foot jump and I was uphill from it so I knew I could clear it. The DOR saw me out of the corner of her eye and darted to get between me and the fence. Well that wasn't good, not good at all because I had started lifting my front feet. She waved at me and roared like a bear, she turned her back and went left I leaned right and clipped her shoulder ever so slightly as I scrambled to put the brakes on my jump. I knew I couldn't clear the DOR and the fence...after all I am not a fool. I am sorry about clipping the DOR, but she was in a bad place at a bad time...
Now with my third attempt to get back to Salty and MY PASTURE foiled I had to result to throwing a king sized fit. I screamed, I ran, I snorted, bucked, rolled, and even resorted to shoving the DOR towards the gate...I definitely went to level 4+ to get my message across. There are advantages to being old and having cancer, the DOR opened the gate and let me back to where I wanted to be. She said "Freedom you are going to give yourself a heart attack or kill yourself trying to get out, so go. I guess you can just be stiff in the morning and suffer through it." She hates to see me upset so she always caves in when I have a baby fit, I am careful that I don't do it often though.
I would have like to have shown the DOR I can still jump a fence. I still have the moves and the spirit. The nice thing is in her heart the DOR knows I could have jumped if I wanted, she just worries about me. She calls me the energizer bunny and says I will live forever, we both know the living forever part is not true. I still move like a teenager and that makes us both smile. So the DOR has now decided that "What Freedom wants, Freedom gets!" Oh goody!
Life is so good! Oh and Jack told me to remember to say: Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!