On January 1st, 2018, I embarked upon a spontaneous three-hour horse ride that changed everything. My white-maned friend’s name was Burro, and he took me on a wonderful tour through the beautiful Ibagué country fields. I had never ridden a horse before, and had such a good experience! It’s an afternoon I’ll never forget.
That night, I vowed to never fight Burro, or any other horse — especially not when they’re duck-sized.
I’m sorry, horse-sized duck. You’re going down.
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