TheodoreI have decided that it is now unreasonably mean for anyone but me to mock my horse. For the most part, Teddy and I take insults in our, admittedly, unreasonably long stride. The most recent jab at Ted, however, has touched a nerve. It is the same insult that is directed at Teddy time and time again, but this time, it is just to much. "Your horse is bloody stupid." remarks my instructor coldly, as dearest Theodore savages one of the plastic cones in the outdoor school. He was supposed to, in fact, be doing a collected trot. Instead he had decided to munch on a bit of orange plastic. "He's not, he's just a bit slow." I replied loftiTheodore
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