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Post by ghostqueen on Jul 31, 2012 1:47:56 GMT
The black and white pinto trotted along, smiling up at the sun. His short black and white mane flapped a little in the breeze while his long tail flew farther back. He lowered his head to smell the flowers. He giggled childishly, then lay down to roll. His legs flailed in the air as he rolled onto his back. He closed his eyes, happy with the feeling of grass under his back and the sun on his face. Eventually he got up and shook out his fur. He lifted his head high up and whinnied, hoping someone would hear and come to play with him.
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