My My, Hay Hay

[twilightpony]

Applejack and Big MacIntosh rolled up to my door with 15 bales of choice third cut hay, right on schedule. I lifted the bales, one at a time, to the room that serves as a pantry for my second and third cut hay. Right into the balcony door and about where I wanted them stacked. Now I'm all set for the winter. I have 1st cut hay to keep me warm in the cold winter weather, and I have 2nd and 3rd cut hay for quick energy and fancier dishes. It's just as well that the yaks prefer the 2nd and 3rd cut hays, it's the 1st cut hay that keeps a pony on an even keel during those lazy winter months.

With the new addition of fresh hay, it smells just heavenly in there! I have to fight the urge to loiter in the pantry and eat the fresh hay straight off the bale. Why is it that? It's the same hay that's in the bowl on the table! Fortunately for me, Spike thinks hay is just OK. Otherwise I'd expect to find Spike-sized tunnels eaten into our hay hoard.

Comments

[algernon97]

That's a lot of ways
to cut and store hay.
Are you going to spend all day
munching away
at the bales in the board and bay?

[flareblitzfury]

Awesome, and indeed there probably wouldn't be much left for Winter.

[twilightpony]

So much rhyming!
And right out of the blue.
What with the timing,
Did you catch the zebra flu?

I have a lot of hay in storage,
I expect it to last
I won't be driven to forage
Or go hungry and fast.

Yaks have purchased much
And selected the finest of such,
They reduced our stores, but
They left that crucial first cut.

So come what may,
We're fine, do not worry about us
We have enough hay
I checked, I have an abacus.

[twilightpony]

Or if he sneezes on the hay.

I'd better look into controlling the dust levels in the hay pantries.

[flareblitzfury]

Yeah, that'd be bad if he did.

[algernon97]

I saw a wonderful chance
to write some verse.
So with little more than a glance
I made up something rather terse.

I'm not very good at this
as you may be able to tell.
I pick phrases that are likely to miss
the point and are poor rhymes as well.

[twilightpony]

You may not be a pro
(This we all know)
but your effort, while raw,
Is still worthy of a zebra!

[twilightpony]

If a bale of hay should suddenly drop onto Princess Celestia's head, I'd never hear the end of it.

[flareblitzfury]

Indeed.