Party Girl Sahara (Children's book)

I should have known that she was a "Party girl" just by how she admired herself in the mirror. She was the only one in the herd that just couldn't quite get enough of herself, but I bred her anyway, and eleven months later, she gave birth to PBR Gun-Metal Bugatti and then abandoned him. As I sat night after night, day after day, feeding her newborn, I realised that I didn't like that "bad mother". I was throwing darts at her with my eyes and whispering swear words as I prepared yet another bottle. The time slipped away as I watched Bugatti learn who his milkmaid was, me. He ran to me without hesitation five times a day once he learned what that little white bottle held. I fed him religiously for six months until he became the size of his mother. I finally weaned him. Funny, he never showed much gratitude, and to this day, he acts as if he has never seen me before. It's all good, and all I can say is that he turned into one gorgeous platinum harlequin/appaloosa!