Goofy Ahh Horse Novels & Stories

I send Asher a selfie of me biting the apple. Asher send me a text back, “drink some water too.” I rolled my eyes, but did it anyway. Fucker. Beautiful perfect looking, super sweet and fucking sexy fucker. I missed him already. When I was done eating and drinking the damn water, I went out to see the animals. Animals can be fucking therapy too right? The dogs were happy to see me, but the horses were the ones that always made me calm. I brushed my favorite, Flea. Dad had called her dad, because she was a really large fucking horse.

] [Can't you see that Mr Dumont and Gia are having a disagreement, I think Mr Dumont is deliberately making Gia jealous, look at the horse that Gia is riding, it looks like it's gone crazy] [Oh my! Gia’s horse is really acting crazy!] The others also suddenly realized that Gia’s horse was not acting right. She ran wildly inside the track uncontrollably. Gia was almost on the verge of toppling off the horse. “Uncle! uncle, help…” Damon violently turned his horse's head, intending to run over to Gia. But there was another sudden hiss from behind him. Aurora’s horse also suddenly hissed, its nostrils expanding dramatically and its hooves flopping.

Abed says, looking at them with disgust. We all sit down to eat, they shower the meal with compliments, and even when I didn’t contribute much to the making o the meal, I accepted it. “I haven’t seen the horses you got, Ab.” “You haven’t?? They are absolutely gorgeous, I plan on riding them with Abed tomorrow.” Both of them stare at Abed in amusement, and he continues to chew, slowly and carefully. The man never rushes anything, including his food. “What? Is something wrong?” “No, we would love to be there when the horse riding happens.”

She bit her lip and said viciously, "my horse was fine at first, but when I passed by you, my horse suddenly went crazy. Ywhat did you do to my horse?" An Taotao put her hands around her chest, and her voice was slightly stunned. "When you pass by, the horse suddenly goes crazy, and it's my fault? I can also say that you hit too hard, and the horse will go crazy when it hurts its belly." After listening anding ran, wrung her eyebrows and twisted her cheeks. "You're sophistry. It's clear that you made my horse crazy. If it weren't for Ji master, I would definitely have fallen to death."

I say, a subtle bite still in my voice. “I know.” He says, stopping beside me. “I’ve just never had a way with horses.” True to his words, my horse who I have named Flickers because her tongue flicks out unnaturally every so often sniffs him and skitters away, neighing nervously. He glances at me exasperatedly and I can’t help but laugh. Immediately he takes a step back, Flickers settles back down. “Huh? That’s curious. Here, try it.” I offer him the brush and he takes it tentatively. I take his hand and guide the stroke down my horse’s back and his eyes widen as the horse’s nerves slowly calm down.

“If you approach a horse from behind, it may think you’re a threat.” The little one froze, then nodded solemnly, taking her words to heart. Guiding him by the hand, Ava led him around to the front of a black horse tethered nearby. Its coat gleamed like polished obsidian beneath the sun, muscles shifting subtly beneath its skin as it tossed its head. Ava picked up a freshly washed apple from a wooden crate and placed it into Marcello’s small palm. “Here. You can make friends—but hold it firmly, and don’t get your fingers too close. Horses can be… enthusiastic.”

Hamish laughed, "No you got this, just grab the reigns," Easy for you to say. "No I really think the world will be a happier place if I was down there, on two feet," the horse moved again and I closed my eyes, because that makes everything a better place, but not really. Can you get horse sick? I felt like my stomach was rolling over, like a tumble wagon. "Here, move forward,"

to his question, the horse groans as if it's already upset with my Uncle. “Oh, I know. Forgive me for not visiting you for your birth.” I slowly chuckle when the horse turns his back on my Uncle. This horse is really spoiled by my Uncle and I haven’t seen him for once being sweet like this with anyone. “Now tell me where is your foal?” he questions but the horse doesn’t reply. My Uncle sighs and a faint smile flickers across his face. “Wanna go for a ride, Donna?” the horse gives him a side look, a sly grin as if he is prepared for the ride.

Eva just looks at us and says, “We jump.” “Jump? This isn’t the Olympics. This is Cheese Puff, not a warhorse!” I protest. Cheese Puff clears the log like a champion. I nearly fall off and eat moss. Parker’s horse, Doom Bringer, grazes dramatically for ten minutes before even considering movement. “Majestic,” Eva deadpans as Parker scrambles to remount. Hours pass with more teasing, more chocolate theft, and more proof that Parker’s singing voice should be considered a violation of international law.

The horse snorted and stayed where he was. That's the trouble on my head! I was thinking and accidentally said aloud: - Where are our apples? The horse looked at me with obvious interest. “Delicious, sweet apples,” I continued. - Juicy, crispy. It worked! Either the horse really understood me, or he was tired of standing, and he decided to go further. Be that as it may, after a little trampling on the spot, he briskly galloped, picking up speed, flapped his wings several times with effort and took off.