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Feb 09, 2006 22:13

Maybe it is not Springtime after all.
Joust Boi came up from his barn and put my blanket on. He only does that when it is less warm, or when it is less dry.

It is almost Valentine's day. I am not sure what that means, but I think I am supposed to have a mare-friend. I do not have a mare-friend.

I like hay.

I wonder what Joust-Boi will bring for breakfast? The anticipation always kills me. I can't sleep, not knowing what it is going to be.

The white horse is looking at me. I like him even less now. I think he tried to kill Joust-Boi. He tried to run really fast and jump really high and leave Joust-Boi behind. Joust Boi stayed on. There was harsh language used. They had a fight. White-horse lost.

Maybe White Horse has some grain he will share with me. I will go ask.
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