Finally I got out of my box. She settled in the small meadow. I have not yet entitled to the prairie, but at least I can find "my kids". Because until now, I could see that from my window. Phew, it's been a week since I came in this box, in very bad shape. Yes again, I was sick. In my tummy. Colic again and again. I received visits, at least not those I love most. They gave me these things !!!!! I can not tell you everything. "The youngster" (the veto ) it even made me sleep. Oh I was not so bad, her head resting on the shoulder from her , I was snoring in ears.
"The youngster", he mentioned my age. Grand Age !!!!! If he wants to, can be running and little younger I am sure he will see my butt.
I have little legs but I know them on when needed. No but!!
Pouff , no respect. What ........... 24 years is the best age.
I know that I am very worried for her. She was always around me, watching me, give me my medication, day, night. I was very, very wise.
is not me that on Monday I took to their heels to go on the road ..... eh, my dear Galaxy. Well that's an aside.
her, she told me I was great ...... Um, thank you I already knew.
That was great, yeah, too.
One evening, I had very sore in my belly, and that she gave me a big hug, I felt on his cheek a few drops of water. It was not raining in my box ..... I understood what it was. To support my spirits, it made me make short walks to the loin. That I take a little air and I resourceful my gams, as She said.
Voila, I hope it's the end of my adventure painful. If you knew how happy I am to be able to get me rolling in the mud, get some tips of grass.
You understand better why it was so far available, it was with me.
Thanks to all those who took from me, it's too nice. *************************
Edict of 17 January:
Watch, a few minutes ago, Verdine, joining the meadow, its not insured and lively. Then see her trot, gallop, rear up, kick, shake her head in all directions. On his neck there remain traces of the dark hours. But his joy, his strength of character, his cheerfulness, his recklessness, are my little pleasures of the day. I savor these moments, they erase all those painful moments, and move me deeply. Thank you my
Dinette .
"The youngster", he mentioned my age. Grand Age !!!!! If he wants to, can be running and little younger I am sure he will see my butt.
I have little legs but I know them on when needed. No but!!
Pouff , no respect. What ........... 24 years is the best age.
I know that I am very worried for her. She was always around me, watching me, give me my medication, day, night. I was very, very wise.
is not me that on Monday I took to their heels to go on the road ..... eh, my dear Galaxy. Well that's an aside.
her, she told me I was great ...... Um, thank you I already knew.
That was great, yeah, too.
One evening, I had very sore in my belly, and that she gave me a big hug, I felt on his cheek a few drops of water. It was not raining in my box ..... I understood what it was. To support my spirits, it made me make short walks to the loin. That I take a little air and I resourceful my gams, as She said.
Voila, I hope it's the end of my adventure painful. If you knew how happy I am to be able to get me rolling in the mud, get some tips of grass.
You understand better why it was so far available, it was with me.
Thanks to all those who took from me, it's too nice. ************************* Edict of 17 January:
Watch, a few minutes ago, Verdine, joining the meadow, its not insured and lively. Then see her trot, gallop, rear up, kick, shake her head in all directions. On his neck there remain traces of the dark hours. But his joy, his strength of character, his cheerfulness, his recklessness, are my little pleasures of the day. I savor these moments, they erase all those painful moments, and move me deeply. Thank you my
Dinette .
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