Liberty

Mustang Diaries Archive on October 20, 2009, 17:50





I'd forgotten how pretty she was. Sure, I'd gazed into the photos that Pony Girl had posted recently, but it's not quite the same as gazing into her eyes first hand. And her muzzle...when had it become so black, with such a pretty silver lining in her nostrils?

Lib had done well since Chance's weaning. She'd gained some weight on her topline now that she wasn't producing milk like a holstein. Somehow she'd managed to get her lead rope off. Isn't that they way it is? You show up to haul a horse, only to find they've tried to outsmart you the night before. We tightened

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