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started coming toward us again, I

called to them. “Please stay back.

He doesn’t like strangers.”

Cashmere nuzzled me, and I

remembered I still had half of an

apple. I pulled it out and held it for

him. “That was awesome, Buddy.

But I’m not sure I should ever do that

again.”

As I slipped out to get my brush,

he whinnied his concern about me

leaving. Some of the people climbed

back in their cars and left, but the

others surrounded me, and that really

seemed to frighten Cashmere. He

seemed afraid they’d hurt me, and he

started rearing and squealing. I called

to him, and he eventually calmed

down.

As I was grabbing the brush, one

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