Eeyore was hard to like because he was spoiled. The woman took a chance on him because he moved well and she liked the way he looked, but she hadn’t dealt with a horse who had quite so much practice at being difficult before. It was obvious he had little riding, and what riding he had he’d scared someone. He had amassed quite a few naughty tricks.
He’d been hard, but each battle ended quicker as he realized it wasn’t working for him. So, a few days had passed without any problems, and with his athleticism he had begun to impress the woman. However, today he decided that he had better make sure his old tricks wouldn’t work. He began displaying his irritation with being asked to go out of the yard by trying his favorite trick of solling up. That didn’t make any difference that was positive in his esteem, so they ended up out in a large field where she was making him work, and he thought that running away would be a good thing to try; twice. Neither worked in the end, but during he thought that he might have been making some progress. Since that didn’t work out the way he planned he decided to try a new trick he had been thinking of. Dropping to his knees in a fit might do the trick of not having to trot circles, after all, trotting circles was not his favorite thing today. That was a new one on the woman, and she felt a little shook, but she tried to not let him see that he effected her (although he must have realized it did since he tried it three times). She made him disengage a few times for each, and they ended on a good enough note. She hoped it was just a bad day.
Bones was bored. He didn’t understand why he was stuck tied to the rack while she rode that new horse he hated yet again. He’d done nothing wrong, and he didn’t particularly like sharing his ride time. He loved being rode; he liked learning and seeing new things.
At first he had been excited to see a younger horse arrive. In the brigade he was the only young horse, and he wanted to play with someone. His idea didn’t end up taking place though, as the new horse was a jerk who bossed him around. Eventually the new horse played with Zeus when he was out, but he wouldn’t let him join in the fun. There was nothing to like about the new horse as far as he was concerned.
His boredom grew when he finished the flake of alfalfa left for him. He’d been practicing untying knots, and he was getting quite good. So, after getting himself freed to explore he decided that taking the rope that tied the bin of rice bran off was a really fun thing to do. It wasn’t even just fun in the end he had a drum of rice bran to eat! The woman rode back in the yard then though, and for once he wasn’t happy to see her when she ran up and ruined his fun.
They trotted out after that. He enjoyed the lazy trot through the snow as did she. She loved watching the snow fly up from his hooves, and he was happy to just go on this day. No work and no training, just moving out and seeing the world covered in sparkles was what they did.
Am I not your own donkey, which you have always ridden, to this day? Have I been in the habit of doing this to you? - Balaam’s Donkey