The tiny stallion lept the sink landing with a crinkling poof on his cushy diapered bum giggling he surveyed the half of the counter he had crossed so far filled with tipped glasses, the floor littered with bowls papers and other things he had pushed off in his push to reach the cookie jar that stood at the end of the long counter-top. Standing only an inch tall TreBor was a colt on a mission a sweet gathering mission and nothing would stand in his way. The tom thumb of the day equipped with a tooth pick and a floss rope clothed only in his diaper surveyed the path before him and moved with purpose knocking a salt and pepper shaker out of the way as he scrambled over them.

Reaching the jar he found a new problem, he was to small to tiny to reach the lid or lift it for that matter, a few moments of thinking had that problem solved though and TreBor put his tiny back against the side and began to push it towards the edge preparing to knock it to the floor and make the cookies hidden inside much more accessible.

"TreBor! No!" Two-shoes stood in the door way of the kitchen aghast at the sight of her counter tops cleared by the small hooves of her toddler son as he crawled over their length knocking things over the entire trip. "What are you doing?" Crossing over she retrieved the jar before tragedy could strike and lifted her normal size colt off the kitchen counter. Smiling the little one chirped. "Playing pretend!" wriggling in her arms he reached for the jar. " Cookie?"

Sighing the grey cat carried him into the living room setting him on the couch and fetching one from inside the jar before telling him. " okay but stay off the counters and play in the living room not my kitchen." "kay." Already back in imagination the tiny colt woundered at the massive cookie in his arms hugged to him as he took a bite happy in his own little world.


Art By  Fen.