Cooper the Grouch

Cooper swung his head back and forth as he approached his stall door, ears pinned flat against his neck and nostrils wrinkled back, showing a little bit of his teeth. His behaviour was directed at a young woman approaching his stall door, halter in hand. He had never seen her before, but that didn’t matter. He was impartial; he treated all humans the same. He didn’t have to be hurt a hundred times to realize that all humans were nasty creatures. Continue reading