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We talked a bit more, and then

they all started to leave. As a lady

moved around to get in her car,

Cashmere felt she was too close and

reared in agitation. The lady slid

along her car and quickly slipped

inside.

Soon Cashmere and I were alone

again. I retrieved the brush and

climbed inside the fence. He still

seemed tense from having that many

people around. “It’s okay,” I said, as

I started brushing his neck. “They

were really nice people. A little

annoying, but nice.”

He was still breathing hard.

“You’re a little winded, aren’t you,

boy?” I said. “I can’t believe you can

run that far, and especially that fast.”

The longer I brushed him the

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