When we went to a horse’s farm we saw a couple goats and a dog named Lille. But that’s not important, we saw about 20 horses and lots of farmhands. The farmhands got each of us a horse and we saddled up and followed the horse in front of us. My horses’ name was Merlyn, and I got us stopped like 2 times, once for my saddle slipping, then for my wallet falling out of my pocket. Joe’s horse also ran up off the terrain and went into the field because the horse in the back of him decided to back up into his butt and he didn’t like to be manhandled so he ran into the field. It was a slow smooth course through the valley and it was a good time.
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