Installment One - The Wondrous Courage of Geoffrey Gobblejuice

The day was hot and itchy like strands of hay down your pants. The sun beat down on a brown dusty creature with a misshapen head and lanky legs joined to its body with knobbley knees. No one walking by would ever guess that the creature was in fact a horse! It did not have the noble grace usually found in the equine family. It had strange tufts of what must have been hair coming out of its ears and a tail that spluttered rather than flowed. This horse was called Geoffrey Gobblejuice, named for his tendency to froth at the mouth when spoken to. Nothing amazing had ever happened to Geoffrey Gobblejuice. Once a blue bird had mistaken him for a pile of potato sacks but mainly he stood quietly and alone in his grass deprived paddock thinking quiet lonely thoughts.

 

All of this changed when one day....

 

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