Some snoo to balance out the utter misery of today and prove not everything is shit all the time.
Reading 'The Enormous Room' by E.E.Cummings and seeing his sense of humour shine through what must have been an unimaginably shit time for anyone, and getting a kiss from our psychotic pony, as well as befriending an ex race horse with a little plait in his mane who was really lovely and gentle and snuggly.
I used to hate the creatures but they really are just amazing therapy animals, even if they are prone to attacking you at the slightest suggestion of food on your person.
edit: on reflection i think the psychotic one was just trying to eat my face but i'll take what i can get
Reading 'The Enormous Room' by E.E.Cummings and seeing his sense of humour shine through what must have been an unimaginably shit time for anyone, and getting a kiss from our psychotic pony, as well as befriending an ex race horse with a little plait in his mane who was really lovely and gentle and snuggly.
I used to hate the creatures but they really are just amazing therapy animals, even if they are prone to attacking you at the slightest suggestion of food on your person.
edit: on reflection i think the psychotic one was just trying to eat my face but i'll take what i can get
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