This, That, and the Other

“Don’t worry about it, big fellow,” the trainer said. “You’ve had a good run, but you’re past your prime and you’ve run your last race. It’s time to retire. It happens to all of us eventually.”

As they walked into the stable and to Tommy’s Treasure’s stall, the trainer patted the horse on the neck. “It’s gonna be okay, buddy, there’s no glue factory in your future. You’re just being put out to pasture, so to speak. But what’s even better, big fellow, is that pasture is located at a stud farm.”

The trainer started to get a bit choked up. “Yes, we’ve had some great times, Tommy. But you’re a lucky guy, pal, cause you’re going to spending the rest of your days impregnating mares and fillies. I should be so lucky when I retire.”

One last hug and the trainer turned and walk out of the stable.

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Written for the JSW Challenge from Athling2001 at A Writer’s Life