Georgette was laying on his bed, there was nothing to do today. He’d buffed up since his last growth spurt, so his hooves and tail hung off the bed and things were kind of cramped. He sighed and rolled up and out, moving over to the weight bench his dad had gotten him. He was grateful, really he was, that his dad was showing him any interest beyond asking “Are you sick, again?” But it was his mom’s latest gift that really drew his attention. A full set of anatomy books, the brand new latest edition kind.Georgette knew it was time to start getting more serious about his future. He grabbed the first book in the set and cracked it open. There was so much for him to learn. He needed to let go of his childhood and leap into his future. Helping others become and stay healthy was the ultimate goal for him and that meant the toys and games needed to be put away. His dad might want him to stay a child, but it was no longer enough for him.
The truth was, Georgette was no longer a freshling, and didn’t want to be treated like one. He’d already shoved most of the toys and other kid things into the attic. His mother understood what he was doing, that’s why she’d been listening more and more to what he asked for. The books on anatomy, a stethoscope and a beautiful leather doctor’s bag, the kind you take with you on house calls. Being a doctor was his dream come true, and he’d put all his effort into achieving that goal.
(Wc: 262)
