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brush, leaving him with Brenda, he

started to snort.

When I brought the grain back, I

suggested that she feed him some of

it. She did, and he calmed back

down. I still didn’t dare let her climb

through the fence by him, so I did,

and I poured out the piles the way I

always did. The other horses came

running to get their share.

I brushed him while he ate.

Brenda walked over and flopped the

tailgate down on her pickup, and sat

down on it.

“He is really a good-looking

horse,” she said. “A whole lot better-

looking than he appeared in that dark

stall of his. But what I really can’t

believe is how gentle he is with you.”

“I’ll admit he scared me to death

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