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A few days before my province went into quarantine, I tacked up a beautiul apploosa mare who hadm't been ridden in a while, mounted her, and started riding. It went quite well, seeing as she, well, doesn't behave perfectly, and acts very delicate, and the fact that I was treating her like a bomb that could go off any second... As I said, she behaved well... Until close to the end of the ride. Which was when she decided to walk right into the barn with me still on her. Here is a picture of her. Isn't she beautiful?
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