Standing tall, a magnificent dark brown thoroughbred /
quarter horse, a gorgeous steed among the pastures/ grazing with his hair
remaining still as the wind while glistening in the glorious rays of blissful
sunshine on a peacefully warm Sunday afternoon and this shining star of a horse
goes by his suitable name, Tucker because despite how alluring his appearance
is, he is a goofball, a clown, a comedian perhaps or something along those
lines; a couple of examples being how he loves to eat Swedish fish, or how he
decided to show his hesitant approval of josh by passing flatulence when he ran
by on the track– or was somehow displaying a jealousy induced gas attack on
josh smiling at his “witty” disapproval regards one can be well aware of his
intriguing oddness and also see that he is still professional as he advances in
the riding techniques I’ve taught his gracefully, he is a humorous delight, a
stupid smart oxymoron, a future celebrity filled to the brim with talent,
perseverance, and imbalanced obedience and he is not only a pet who doubles as
an environmentally save car, he is also my friend, my family, and my weird
horse that will rise up to be the best he can be.
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