[SerenWish]

Owner: ChubbyPony
Name: Debonaire (De-bone-nare)
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2 Hands
How Does He Deal With His Short Height?: At this point he's practically used to his funsized appearence. He just figures that his small size will win him more treats for being adorable. When small children visit the barn they're drawn to him and immediately shower him with sugar cubes and apples. Thus he enjoys his small height using it to his advantage. Also his owner, Kat is only 4 foot 8" as a nineteen year old. Being with her makes him feel better about his size as well!
Story: Debonaire galloped through the vast fields without a care in the world. Occasionally he would stop to pick fights with the other stallions simply for the heck of it. He was free and happy right at that moment. Or at least until he heard Kat yell out his name. He perked up his ears and glanced over his shoulder to see the girl bounding towards him. She whisled a greeting as she approched the funsized draft.
"Hey boy!" She cheered patting him on the shoulder. "Those fields aren't going to plow themselves!" With that she clicked a lead rope to his halter and walked him out of the pasture. After hiding him down she carefully put on his plowing harness and put him to work. Debonaire wasn't the type to protest. He did what Kat said with his calm nature. After the job was done he was relieved of his harness and put back in his stall. Eager to be feed, Debonaire whinnied and waited impatiently for his hay. As Kat tossed a bale into his stall she quickly noticed the dry mud on his coat. Still exhausted from work, Kat grabbed a few brushes and entered his stall.
"How did you manage to get so muddy?!" Kat exclaimed struggling to het all the mud off his legs. Debonaire didn't particularly mind her doing this. He liked her and considered her to be friendly, so he merely ate his hay while she groomed him. Kat wiped some sweat from her forehead and sat down in the corner of his stall. It was a long day of work on the farm and she was beyond tired! Slowly her eyes shut and she drifted into sleep. Noticing this, Debonaire made extra effort not to disturb her. He let her sleep there the whole night staying aware of where she was to avoid stepping on her. After all, who could blame her for falling asleep? Life on the farm was pretty tiring!
(Assuming that extra's are allowed I wrote a story. I'm sorry it turned out so long!!!)

[ty_tay]

To much to resist!

Owner: ty_tay
Name: Vin
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2 Hands
How Does He Deal With His Short Height?: Vin deals with his short stature by hanging out with Vitali (a CMD that stands at 17.1hh). He also makes up for his size with a kind heart and a personality fit for the largest of the CMD species. He is boisterous and has no regrets.

[frostt.]

I love the feathering, gorgeous!

Owner: FrostDragon636, feel free to call me Frost ^-^
Name: Ian
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2 Hands
How Does He Deal With His Short Height?: Ian actually enjoys being short, when others make him feel down about his height he just remembers the saying he lives by - "Life's greatest gifts come in the smallest packages" - it makes him feel confident about himself and who he is. Being under 18 hh makes him able to fit into smaller places that larger CMDs could not, no matter how hard they tried; Ian feels this to be a survival advantage incase he ever had to hide from something larger or more dangerous than him.

[P0CKETKNIFE]

Owner: Katie Cat
Name: Debonaire (De-bone-nare)
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2 Hands
How Does He Deal With His Short Height?: At this point he's practically used to his funsized appearence. He just figures that his small size will win him more treats for being adorable. When small children visit the barn they're drawn to him and immediately shower him with sugar cubes and apples. Thus he enjoys his small height using it to his advantage. Also his owner, Kat is only 4 foot 8" as a nineteen year old. Being with her makes him feel better about his size as well!
Story: Debonaire galloped through the vast fields without a care in the world. Occasionally he would stop to pick fights with the other stallions simply for the heck of it. He was free and happy right at that moment. Or at least until he heard Kat yell out his name. He perked up his ears and glanced over his shoulder to see the girl bounding towards him. She whisled a greeting as she approched the funsized draft.
"Hey boy!" She cheered patting him on the shoulder. "Those fields aren't going to plow themselves!" With that she clicked a lead rope to his halter and walked him out of the pasture. After hiding him down she carefully put on his plowing harness and put him to work. Debonaire wasn't the type to protest. He did what Kat said with his calm nature. After the job was done he was relieved of his harness and put back in his stall. Eager to be feed, Debonaire whinnied and waited impatiently for his hay. As Kat tossed a bale into his stall she quickly noticed the dry mud on his coat. Still exhausted from work, Kat grabbed a few brushes and entered his stall.
"How did you manage to get so muddy?!" Kat exclaimed struggling to het all the mud off his legs. Debonaire didn't particularly mind her doing this. He liked her and considered her to be friendly, so he merely ate his hay while she groomed him. Kat wiped some sweat from her forehead and sat down in the corner of his stall. It was a long day of work on the farm and she was beyond tired! Slowly her eyes shut and she drifted into sleep. Noticing this, Debonaire made extra effort not to disturb her. He let her sleep there the whole night staying aware of where she was to avoid stepping on her. After all, who could blame her for falling asleep? Life on the farm was pretty tiring!
(Assuming that extra's are allowed I wrote a story. I'm sorry it turned out so long!!!)

[P0CKETKNIFE]

When does this end? c:

[SerenWish]

Owner: ChubbyPony
Name: Debonaire (De-bone-nare)
Gender: Stallion
Height: 17.2 Hands
How Does He Deal With His Short Height?: At this point he's practically used to his funsized appearence. He just figures that his small size will win him more treats for being adorable. When small children visit the barn they're drawn to him and immediately shower him with sugar cubes and apples. Thus he enjoys his small height using it to his advantage. Also his owner, Kat is only 4 foot 8" as a nineteen year old. Being with her makes him feel better about his size as well!
Story: Debonaire galloped through the vast fields without a care in the world. Occasionally he would stop to pick fights with the other stallions simply for the heck of it. He was free and happy right at that moment. Or at least until he heard Kat yell out his name. He perked up his ears and glanced over his shoulder to see the girl bounding towards him. She whisled a greeting as she approched the funsized draft.
"Hey boy!" She cheered patting him on the shoulder. "Those fields aren't going to plow themselves!" With that she clicked a lead rope to his halter and walked him out of the pasture. After hiding him down she carefully put on his plowing harness and put him to work. Debonaire wasn't the type to protest. He did what Kat said with his calm nature. After the job was done he was relieved of his harness and put back in his stall. Eager to be feed, Debonaire whinnied and waited impatiently for his hay. As Kat tossed a bale into his stall she quickly noticed the dry mud on his coat. Still exhausted from work, Kat grabbed a few brushes and entered his stall.
"How did you manage to get so muddy?!" Kat exclaimed struggling to het all the mud off his legs. Debonaire didn't particularly mind her doing this. He liked her and considered her to be friendly, so he merely ate his hay while she groomed him. Kat wiped some sweat from her forehead and sat down in the corner of his stall. It was a long day of work on the farm and she was beyond tired! Slowly her eyes shut and she drifted into sleep. Noticing this, Debonaire made extra effort not to disturb her. He let her sleep there the whole night staying aware of where she was to avoid stepping on her. After all, who could blame her for falling asleep? Life on the farm was pretty tiring!
(Assuming that extra's are allowed I wrote a story. I'm sorry it turned out so long!!!)