Welcome to the Field of Horses

Then one gray morning, a boy came down the road with the same bright eyes and shy smile. He carried the pail of oats and a letter in his hand. When he reached the fence, Willow stepped forward, pressing her nose against his arm.

Skittles Jr

Horse

This is a Horse, his name is Skittles. He is also a Jr. he had a Dad but it got dead. He wet from holding together the family to holding together paper.