Thursday, 10 January 2019

Flondle


Race. Me on a horse. Think it was against (my little brother in) a van. Coming up on the first corner the horse was in the lead, but I knew it would have to slow to take the corner itself and the van would catch up with us. For some reason we turned very tightly and the van transformed into another horse. So sudden. My horse became very frightened as this happened in such close proximity. We then carried on up the track road checking on the cows on either side. Each cow stood by a tree and a timber gazebo. One cow got stuck twice in a row as it kept getting its rear stuck in the gazebo steps. We would approach it to help and, in fear, it would wrestle free only to get stuck again as we retreated, forcing us to go back-

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