'Little Bill's insisted on turning me into a country boy since day one, and she reckoned that meant I had to learn to ride a horse. How hard can that be? I thought. Then she turned up on her humungous bay horse and I began to wonder. I felt a bit better when she said she'd get a small pony for me to learn on, until I saw the tiny, mean-looking Shetland pony she'd picked. Just getting onto it was hard enough, but in the end, that pony and I saved the day!'
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