A Quiet Step into the Grass

A warm breeze stirred past my large ears, and suddenly the stiff plastic in my legs softened with warmth. I paused, taking in the wide open yard and the dark green shed behind me. Slowly, carefully, I lifted my front hoof and set it down. It gave a tiny rustle against a blade of grass. I let out a gentle, quiet murmur, lowering my snout just enough to sniff the cool lawn before standing firmly in place.