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I finally made it to heaven!

But I'm a horse, albeit a beautiful one.

I can smell and sense just as I imagined

when I worked with horses. My nerves

are fully alert.

Heaven's a new place, after all. 

Succulent grass? - check.

Peripheral sweep for movement? - check.

Seems all is well.

Now, how do i reconnect with the human 

I'm tethered to?

[Tune in tomorrow for another exciting 

adventure of "What am I?"]