Again at Ponyland, Christmas Hills (Victoria, Australia)
This was my trial day with Trooper (fingers crossed)
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Hee-e-eey, giddaaaaay, Rosie! Any of those sandwiches for lil ol' Troop,
hmmm ...?
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Troop - we all love you, but you've had stacks of carrots, okay?
Now we have to eat
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Okay, Rosie - maybe I'll try your Dad. Hey - listen, man - got anything for a
starving old horse?
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Trooper - just behave yourself. I control the carrots - now, gimme that shoe
so I can clean it out.
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Oh, alright Troop ... have a nice carrot end and just be quiet, will you?
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Ge-e-e-e-ee, those carrots are great. Wonder where I can find some more ...
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Okay, Troop - now ... smile. (Arrrrr - damn this back-light)
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Look at those greedy humans having their lunches ... nothing for a
starving old nag like me. Phhthprrr ...
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Now, here we are in the arena - okay, Troop? Are we ready to try a few things?
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Okay, let's go ... hey, Troop - slow down a bit on those corners, will you!
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Ah, that's better - now you just pace it out nicely for a bit.
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Phew, they're getting hot, Kate! What about Rael?
Boiling!
Well, let's have a rest for a few minutes ...
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