

Prince was humiliated; he had fought well, but gained nothing. I was upset too. I lost my appetite and continually called for him. Prince would always answer me back. Farmer Jo noticed this and moved me in the stable next to Prince’s paddock, so we could at least see each other. Tinker never forgot that day.
A few weeks later a new mare arrived in Prince’s paddock, her name was Sugar. She was a beautiful palomino filly. She only stayed for a while since she was dry. She was sold to a 14-year-old boy who wanted an easy-going mare.
Annie came along next. She was a gorgeous grey Lippizaner. She had a perfect trot and canter and she was as graceful as a wild doe.”
“She’s not anymore mama, I think you’re prettier,” I interrupted again.
“Darling please don’t interrupt. It is also rude to speak to Annie, your sister’s dam, in that way, she deserves respect. But it is true what you say. Annie isn’t as graceful as she used to be, and I’m not as pretty as I used to be, it comes with age my precious. Now let me continue.
I didn’t like her at all. I was often away at shows while she was with Prince. I was jealous.
One day I broke into Prince’s paddock and fought Annie. I was very foolish.”
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