The horse's back caved in and stayed that way. Sam Moskow, Jared's dad, swung open the gate. He was smiling so much all his front teeth showed beneath his gray mustache. Jared shrugged his shoulders. But look at its belly, Dad.
Phoenix is old.
He's a little worn down, I suppose. But they were going to kill him. Haul him off to some dog food factory. Just gonna grind him up into sausage. When Matilda Peters told me about him I knew you'd be tickled to death.