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Rocket nodded again in agreement. The two-legs walked in with a mare. "If you nurse now, we won't have to bottle feed you!" One of them said, pushing him under the shaking mare.
Americus looked frightfully at the skinny mare. Her voice was raspy. "Drink - trust me. You don't want them forcing a bottle into your mouth," She said, looking sympathetically at the colt. "Okay," He whispered, and began to nurse.
One two-leg noticed some milk on Americus's nose. "Too watery! Get rid of her!" He said, dragging the mare out. "Fill the bottle!".