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Post by Millie Daveys on Apr 30, 2008 11:56:00 GMT -5
Millie walked down the isle of stalls, she looked up and unbolted the chestnut mare's stall door. Millie placed the grooming box over the stable door, she then stroked Milly's neck. Milly stomped her hooves on the floor, Millie lightly tapped her withers. Millie picked up the brushes and began grooming her...
...Millie put the brushed down and stepped back to see the now shining mares coat and tangle-less main and tail. Millie patted the mare's neck and walked out of the stable bolting the door behind her.
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