Can I Ride Your Pony?, A Flash Fiction

“Can I ride your pony?”, asked the little girl.

“Excuse me? Little girl, this is no pony. I’ll have you know this is one of the finest horse specimen in Europe.”, the officer replied. “And we do not give rides.”, he added.

“She sure is a pretty pony.”, the girl went on, “Daddy says I’m not old enough to have my own pony. I really like your pony. Does your pony have a name?”

“Of course HE does, his name is ‘Bubbles’.”, He replied in a humorless tone. Then the officer waved at the girl dismissively. “I think your mother is calling for you. Best you see what she wants.” Then he walked his fine horse away before the girl could say more.


Another tale for:

Includes the Word of the Day Challenge prompt: bubble

Horse and child image by GaborfromHungary @ morguefile

Thank you for reading and have a good night!

Jim Sponseller – – 2019

Published by Jim Sponseller

Family man, father, programmer, and artist. I work with digital art, photographs, author poems and fiction, and also work in artistic metal smithing. You can find poems, photos, and digital art samplings at Thank you for your support! If you like my offerings and would like to donate, please buy me a coffee:

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