Suddenly, like a horrible storm. Passionately, abruptly, the horse changed my face – and my life – forever, through its licking.

I remember it like it was only yesterday: (though it was merely a fortnight ago, in truth, but alas how my mind is addled!) I had been invited to my dear brother’s farm under mysterious circumstances, and he, unlike his usual self, had been rather abrupt with his communique. My brother, you see, a spry man of uncertain nose and jagged lips, was prone to the flowerly elucidations that truly madden those that expect a more commons-pace exchange!

However, I, driving my automobile, was soaked with subtle curiosity. For all that I had recieved in that telegram was a enbloodened daisy-flower, accompanied by this enclosed message:

“HELLO STOP THERE ’S THIS HORSE STOP YOU MUST ARRIVE IN THREE DAYS ”

And so I set out at once, to discover the meanining of this uncharacteristic communique. Little did I know the dread circumstances that would soon befall me.