Nobody loves food more than Pistol.
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Hey, you got cookies? Carrots? An apple per chance? |
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Lucy: You should be ashamed, begging like that. Pistol: bug off, Princess |
Meanwhile, even wild turkeys in the pasture couldn't distract Jackson from nosing around in the oak leaves for acorns.
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Flash: Hey, Whiskey - what are you doing under the hay feeder? Mufasa: Is that a camera you're carrying -- or do you have cookies? |
The horses all know that Brett's pockets are usually full of cookies. He's a big softie when it comes to treats.
aww, Pistol has such an expressive face. I love her
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