It's Microfiction Monday again.
Here's the thirty-fourth photo:

Here's my response:
As far as he was concerned he was a perfect example of equine prowess, but for some reason everyone else thought he was just another donkey.
Here's the thirty-fourth photo:

Here's my response:
As far as he was concerned he was a perfect example of equine prowess, but for some reason everyone else thought he was just another donkey.
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Here's the thirty-fifth picture:

Here's my response:
He played footsie underneath the tables of the garden party with more dexterity than any other guest.
She raised an eyebrow.
He smiled.
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