love my pipsqueak! ignore tiiiiny fence height. was meant to be a 90cm round, but that’s what happens when you compete at pony club!
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love my pipsqueak! ignore tiiiiny fence height. was meant to be a 90cm round, but that’s what happens when you compete at pony club!
