Well, I was working in the garden, and my daughter let the horse out to graze. All was well and fine, as Whinny decided to do a little weed control at the edge of the garden. But then, Miss Naughty Horsey decided to tap dance across the garden and conduct her weed control on the other side. My poor carrots and Table King Acorn squashies got trampled. Bad horsey.
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Well, I working in the garden, and my daughter let the horse out to graze. All was well and fine, as Whinny decided to a little weed control at the edge of the garden. But then, Miss Naughty Horsey decided to tap dance across the garden and conduct her weed control on the other side. My poor carrots and Table King Acorn squashies got trampled. Bad horsey.
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