The morning after he started painkillers for his knee, he whinnied while brushing his teeth. He thought he’d stepped on a squeak toy. Then he saw hooves.He navigated downstairs, a tail growing. Cartilage, then hair.In the kitchen, he crunched carrots, read the prescription warnings.Possible side effects: dizziness, nausea…Pointed ears swelled behind his temples. Did he hear electricity flowing through the house?A hard material began to encase his fingers.Three hours later, police responded to a Palomino roaming a front lawn.The horse ambled toward the patch of greenest grass. It favored its right front leg.
by C.G. Thompson