Standing up Mr. Morrison had many questions, and jared almost got writer's cramp.
Suddenly Mr. Morrison stood still, deep in thought, almost in shock.
"Ahhh Jared, I'm sorry that you were placed with the brod mares. I had no idea, I'm sorry of treating you as an animal, I don't know what to say?"
Jared reached his soft lips out and as if to kiss the hand of Mr. Morrison as it was on the fence rail.
Jared's right fore leg again moved, 'I----A--M--A--H-O-R-S-E---I-----H-A-D---F-U-N.
"Son, you were a boy, not ready for sex till married! I put you with animals' mares who crave sex and what sex at this time of year."
I--T----O--K, wrote the pony.
Just then both pony and man looked up to see the mares in the pasture srir and get very disturbed.