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wondered and the more questions I
had. Was it some kind of abuse, or
was it just neglect?
But, through all of my petting and
rubbing him, never once did he make
an aggressive move. When he
finished his apple, he nuzzled me
again, begging for another one.
“All right,” I said, “but just one
more for now. I don’t want you
getting a tummy ache.” I pulled out
the apple, and he carefully reached
for it.
The other horses came lumbering
up, finally making it back from the
other end of the pasture. As they
approached, he looked at me like he
was asking my permission. I gave
him a little push. “Well, go run
again, if that’s what you want.”
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