“WHO ARE YOU?”
Pancho’s eyes flew open. What in the world? He looked around, but didn’t see anything.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”
What was that? Sounded like it was coming from the barn aisle outside his door.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME?”
An enormous block head briefly appeared over the top of Pancho’s stall door. He caught a glimpse of brown brindle ears and an accompanying eye patch over a white coat. Then the block head disappeared. Continue reading ““The Adventures of Pancho the Pony: The Joerimeter” (Story 3)”