Post by kenorox555 on Jun 23, 2006 11:02:55 GMT -5
Dylan gave a peircing wolf whistle, and in the distance, she saw Keno's head shoot up. A mouthful of grass hung from both sides of his muzzle, giving him his klutzy look. "C'Mon Keno baby!!" Dylan crooned. Keno trotted over to Dylan, and she slipped his halter on him, leading him over to the Chestnut Hill Stables...
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