Eventually, the snow stopped and we all sheepishly strolled out into the fresh air, trying to look cool. "No big deal", I heard a filly say. We went around the corner just in time to see them taking all the tack off the Clydesdales. When that was done, they opened the gate and they were gone. Kind of like a little kid once the snowsuit comes off.
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