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I used to own a horse named Chester. Well, his registered name was Energy Rail, but that was a dumb name. He liked eating spicy nacho doritos and the very occasional chicken nugget. Actually, he liked eating everything, which probably led to him having colic and me selling my first car to pay for his surgery. He was pretty freakin' cute, though, and his eyebrows wrinkled up whenever he was anxious. Some of my best memories are of me laying on him backards (i.e., my elbows propped up on his butt and my feet hooked over his neck) reading a book while he munched on hay.

Chester also had amazing skills as an escape artist. He could (and would) undo every latch I put on his stall, then undo the latch of Czar (his buddy) and the two of them would sneak out of the barn and into the feed shed. I finally foiled him by using a jumbo paper clip around his latch, which he couldn't figure out. He got so mad the first night I used one of these on his stall that he kicked his hay feeder and water bucket both into pieces, then chewed Czar's tail off through the rails. (Czar was always down for having his tail chewed).

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