Snip-up

Embarrassed, I flick my mane, wondering if my ancestors would have ever allowed a human to groom them thus.

I, who came from a proud lineage of race-winning and battle-leading studs, now looked like some metrosexual poster child.

All thanks to the whims of a sixteen year old and my addiction to sugar cubes.

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In response to Sonya’s Three Line Tales: Week 96 challenge, based on a photo by Patrick Wittke via Unsplash