The story begins the day I saw her. I knew I had to have her. And it's true what they say, love knocked me off my feet and left me breathless, but so did a swift kick to the gut from one of her well placed hooves. As I lay there, hurt and helpless, I knew I had to get right back up, because there were still chores that had to be done, she's not going to feed herself or clean her own stall.
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