Runaway Radish
"Radish is my best pony," said the trainer. :He's smart and he's brave. But he does have a mind of his own."
"So does Judy," said Judy's mother, and they brought Radish to be Judy's pony.
Judy was small. She couldn't make Radish do anything. Most of the time she couldn't even catch him.
Radish liked that. He liked the carrots Judy fed him. He liked teaching her just where to scratch his neck. And he liked scaring Judy, just a little.
from Runaway Radish by Jessie Haas
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