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She grinned, nuzzling into him more. |
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Dylan smiled, cuddling in, kissing her head. |
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"Oh, I've got some bad news." She stated. "Remember my Friesian stallion, at the barn?" |
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"He coliced. He's fine, but I wanna know who let him with other horses, cause the whole barn knows he's in quarentine." She stated. |
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Dylan cocked his head. "You know colic isn't contagious, right? I'd be looking for whoever fed him too much dry food and not enough water," |
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"No no, he was sick." She stated."EHV." |
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"Yeah. I had him with strict vet orders to not let him around other horses. Someone didn't listen, he got out, coliced." She stated. |
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Dylan gave her a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, baby," |
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Afternoon Storms, then Clearing
