A stallion foal was born at the farm where Rose takes her weekly riding lesson. He is a blaze by genetics, she is ablazed by proximity and touch. Who might be enjoying this moment the most?
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That little guy is beautiful. I'm guessing your daughter was enthralled and you've been hearing lots of "but mommy, I want that horse!"
The foal is a beauty. How nice for her to be able to experience that.
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