A Horse at Training!

Recently we had this giant thing turn up to training, so me and my boyfriend Fibber had a talk about it. It went like this:

Jesse: What do you think it is?

Fibber: I’m not sure, but don’t go near it.

Jesse: Maybe we should send one of the little fluffies over to check it out. They are crazy enough!

Fibber: No, they just go crazy all the time and the thing would eat it.

Jesse: How about we wait until it moves and we both go over and sniff around.

Fibber: You are smart as well as beautiful.

So we waited and when this thing moved we ran over to sniff the ground and it smelled like dog, but we still weren’t sure, so I asked Mum what it was and she said it was from a place called Irish.

Fibber said he had never heard of it and was sure it was nowhere near Germany where we come from, so we decided it was a horse.

Horses are big!