Being a Good Horse
Morgan whuffled. The rubber horse was standing in his nice, well-polished stall in the stable. From the dark point of his muzzle through the light gray of his body all the way to his dark point hooves, he was an...
Morgan whuffled. The rubber horse was standing in his nice, well-polished stall in the stable. From the dark point of his muzzle through the light gray of his body all the way to his dark point hooves, he was an...