I hadn't seen her for a few days but then Lisa - the one who showed me the milk - came back so I went up to her and made her feel welcome in my stable. Everyone's welcome as far as I'm concerned. Later on she made me a cool pair of plastic shoes to go on my hind feet while I just took the opportunity for a doze. She did a tidy job, fair play, especially as she seemed to be chatting with Jenny the whole time at about 500 words per minute. The shoes stopped me flopping down on my fetlocks, which, to be honest, I wasn't planning on carrying on doing for much longer anyway. Still, it kept Lisa happy.
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