Dragon snorted like his namesake, eyeing the suspicious bush in front of him warily. His ears pricked forward as his body axis shifted backward, all four feet firmly planted. He wasn’t going anywhere until I convinced him the small shrubbery wasn’t hiding a tiger or something equally as deadly to horses. Since we were in Florida, it could have been hiding an alligator. Well, a baby one at any rate.
I patted the large bay animal’s furry neck. “C’mon Dragon. There’s nothing there. It’s just a