November 18th, released to a puddle
So funny story, Apple Bloom was released from the hospital and right as we walked out, she crossed her legs as tightly as she could, bitting her lip. I ask what was wrong and she said “Ah REALLY gotta go!” And I tilted my head in confusion. “Go where?” I asked. She gave me a bit of a glare and then I realized. “Oh. Potty emergency.” She almost made it but just as we walked in, she squealed a bit and before we knew it, the mops were calling our names. Yeah, she blushed so much, her face was more red than a red apple 🍎. She was embarrassed beyond belief.