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Julie grabbed her shirt collar. "Oh really?" she asked. She whistled and Grace opened her stall door, trotted to her, bowed, then stood by Julie. "No former training. I've had her less than a month" she said, patting the horse's neck. She nickered happily. "Horses can't understand our words. That's gotta be hard. Go to another country with a foreign language for a week and try to figure out what they want. Try to figure out how to communicate. Horses do a pretty good job of it" she growled.
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