BUTTERCUP

This story is about a young chestnut horse, called Buttercup. When I was just a young foal, I got separated from my mother, Rosie. I make friends at different stables with other masters.
As I grew up I made some new friends, best friends and enemies.

My 2nd young master fell ill, very I'll then after a few weeks a long, black car with flowers in the word JAMES and a box was put in the back. Everyone was very sad, our mistress was crying leaning against our master...