how the horses escaped
as told by Cecil (fuck you Ernie)
Well. I’m packing it in.
for this post anyway, I’m taking a break.
After feeling burnt out, I have passed today’s post off to someone else.
To all of you who reached out in support, I’m grateful.
Most of the time things are fine. I have a few sticking points where my emotional self regulation and lack of discernment sometimes causes a spiral into a pit.
As such, enjoy today’s post by Cecil.
Cecil narrowly escaped from the fire at Fox Point Stables.
Please forgive him any grammar errors and typos.
Keyboards are not made for hoofs.
Also? Some of you, if you know the horses there, know him by another name. That’s the name he lets the ‘two leggers’ call him. He goes by Cecil when he’s among his own kind.
(Finally, Cecil tends to swear. Who knew horses were so naughty?)