Whinny

A few months ago I had to make cut out horses for some presentation my boss was making, apparently at Romper Room. I had an extra one so I made it for my friend here, Clara. Well, she moved to California recently and left her horse behind to remember her by in her empty office. We finally hired a new guy and everyone kept asking, "Where's his horse? Where's my horse?" Hahhahah. Well, I know how to work a scanner, printer and sharpie, bitches. Horses for everyone.