Charlemagne Fontaine Donkey Foot

New mothers check and count toes and fingers, but I am sure that Miss Rosette felt for the hoof. And there it would have been, a teeny ball of flesh like his human foot, except there were no toes and a tiny dent. Over time, that ball would harden into a donkey foot. His little left knee poked out backwards, the small thigh flesh meeting a soft clump of muscle that would become the other half of his bottom. Miss Rosette listened for the sound of his human foot and the clop of his hoof on the wooden floors of the house when he started to walk.

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