My dad and his girlfriend took Arthur to meet some horses face-to-face on Christmas day, something he had never done before. The biggest animal he'd ever encountered up close was a Bernese mountain dog, which is big, but not that big.
The horses, of course, were cool and calm while Arthur turned into a crazy man, whining and play bowing, then whining some more, then jumping around and generally just spazzing out. He couldn't figure out if he should be excited or afraid and opted for a mixture of both. We had to yank him away after awhile.
Later that night he felt much more comfortable chomping on a rubber strawberry while my cousins played Rock Band on the XBox.
At least, for a while.
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