It was! It was one of those days you'd better stay in bed, or in the stable for that matter. It all started with a bucket of water that was tipped over when Gullig rose to his feet. If that was the worst that had happened, it would still be okay, just a bad start of the day, mishap happens to the best, right? What followed was a scratch on his head when he bumped it against the ceiling as he tried to avoid the pool that was created, followed by one of those splitting headachess that just won't vanish when you shake your head. Even more cautious than usual, one foot at a time, Gullig stepped out into the paddock. He was looking left, than right, ahead just to late te become aware of a fresh pile of manure. That did it!
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