10 Minute Tales, Part 2

Nov 22 - Ministory; 3-legged horse

The grass crumpled under my feet as I headed to the barn. I didn't want to think of Sooty, but the time had come. He couldn't do any work since the accident. Three legs simply weren't enough for a horse. I swallowed as I pushed the door open, heading into the dim shadows. Sooty stared at me. I swear he was smiling, but he fidgeted a little against the wall. I walked past him, to the locker, and opened it up. The shotgun was hung on the back, the ammo in a box on the floor. I took it all.