Chapter Twenty-Two
Training As A Trotter
Other than being plagued by terrible dreams during the night, the next thing I became aware of was that my blinders were being flipped back to their positions as blinkers and the overhead light of the stall was stabbing into my sleep-filled eyes. The Eunuch gently swabbed me down with a pleasantly scented cloth while I lay there helplessly before him, strapped to my bed, then he released my hobbles, leash and other bed straps and assisted me up onto my four legs, something I would soon have to learn to do by myself. Again, I wobbled like a new-born colt just learning her body for a moment or two, trying to accustom myself to the strange new feelings and posture while he re-tightened my harness straps and reins, rendering me into exactly the same f
