Prehistoric pony? [Actually, just shaking off the effects of that nasty halter.]
At long last, horsey heaven.
Little does he know the indignities still in store: March will mean the farrier, and vaxes, and a check-up, and if there's money, getting his teeth floated. Forget alfalfa — we should've just fed him a bale of greenbacks.
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