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Date Posted: 16:53:54 12/04/02 Wed
The mare neighs loudly to any other mares in the pasture. Bends neck to graze, tail swishing to flick flies away. Her colt bucks playfully, but soon tires of the game. Nibbles on some grass, but soon trots over to his dam to nurse. The mare looks up upon feeling his hard gums. Raises her head, and looks back at him, a little annoyed. She nips his muzzle, her expression clearly telling him he had to learn to eat grass. The colt shies away from her, and snorts sulkily. Again he attempts to eat the grass. He munches on a mouthful, but clearly prefers milk. She glances at her frame. She had gotten so fat! Shakes herself slightly, hoping no one had seen her in this state. She nickers to her colt. Glances up, boredly. Trots to the fence line, and whinnys to her colt to follow. Starts to trot along the fence, and urges her colt to follow. Follows her, not knowing what it was about. He enjoyed to run though. The mare changes her gait to a canter. She was determined to teach him that his business in life was running. Her long tail blows in the wind, her mane freely flowing. The colt follows in a canter, short crewcut mane sticks up as usual. Changes gait again, this time to a gallop. Sticks closely to the fence line. Uses her tail to balance herself as she rounds the turns. It seems as she is saying "Watch me, my son! Learn to use your tail! It is more than just a fly-swisher." The colt follows her, attempting to use his tail. Stretches low to the ground, hoofs kicking up dust as she gallops faster, as if for the home stretch. "Stretch low to the ground! Keep your head down and let your feet fly!" she seems to be saying. He gamely attempts to match pace with her. Stretches low to the ground, as she does, and finds himself going faster than he thought possible.
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