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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Ownedbybear, post: 5505419, member: 29&quot;]Many years ago, I worked near the Whitbread Brewery in the City. They kept dray horses, mostly greys. I&#039;d take carrier bags of my windfall apples down for them some lunchtimes.</p><p><br /></p><p>HUGE whiffling heads would happily munch and crunch the things from my flat paw. They&#039;d head butt me with much enthusiasm and their breath could knock you sideways. You had to be rather wary of their enormous and gloriously frilled feet: the draymen would gently and affectionately smack them out of the way if they got too close to my toes. They would then sidle up to the draymen and carefully lean on them.</p><p><br /></p><p>There was a segment at the time on the BBC about the great beasts going on holiday to the country. They&#039;d release them into meadows and the damn things scampered with tails madly waving and then rolled, with their gargantuan silly hooves waving in the air. Hysterically funny: they looked like juggernaut kittens.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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