Prudenta was a stunning gray princess (white to the naked eye but called gray because of the skin color underneath). She had at one point, years before, been abused and neglected and she turned out to be very suspicious of people who tried to dominate her. I was still not a rider. I just brought her food and water and spent a lot of time just being near her.
All I can say is that she took a liking to me and enjoyed being near me. If I had to leave town and travel to Bangor, she would seem depressed until I passed Mount Katahdin on my way home, two hours away. Whenever I came home, even just from work, she would nicker and come up to greet me.
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