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She wagged her tail as she was set down and let her little legs run around her father in happiness. There was a horse inside this one, and it would come out, and Arnette could play with the horse! it made her so very excited. Though she ran out of her excess energy and stopped sitting as her father wondered out loud… a boy or a girl? Hmmm she wondered…
I bet it will be a girl!
She said happily, she wanted there to be more girls than boys, just because she thought it was suppose to be that way, though it seemed that the whole family was matched, even with the horses that her parents owned.
I can’t wait to see, I know it’ll be a girl I doooo
She giggled at her confident guess, though she didn’t know how disappointed she would be if it turned out to be a male. She would be sad indeed.