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| She was getting a bit warm, so I took her blanket off. Isn't this December? In New England? It felt like Spring! |
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| Oh here comes Tony, the 17hh Shetland Pony. Well, he thinks so, anyway. |
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| Sheepish? |
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| Tony ran around me in circles, taunting her! HE IS SO NAUGHTY! |
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| Mom, seriously, you turn me out with this fool on purpose? |
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| I bet he would taste really good. |
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| Is this their inconspicuous look?! "It wasn't me!" "Or me!" |
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| Then at the last second she sticks her tongue out at me... |
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| And they're off again, leaping about their field. |
