Chapter 110

　　Louisa's POV 　　"What is it?" I asked. 　　"I can't tell you unless you feed me and stroke me." Blanco shook his head while staring at the grass next to my feet. 　　I sighed and picked up more grass and put them into his mouth. 　　His ears flicked back and forth, so I stroked them gently. 　　"Can you tell me now?" I frowned and asked. 　　Blanco munched and said, "I saw you before when you were little." 　　"What?!" I was shocked. "What do you mean?" 　　"When you were little, like this big." He shook his head from side to side, drawing the length of a forearm. 　　"You mean when I was a baby?" I asked. 　　"Un-huh," Blanco said and took another bite of grass. 　　"But... Where did you see me? How do you know it was me?" I stroked him and asked. 　　"I sniffed you at that time and I recognized your smell," he replied. 　　I couldn't believe what I heard and said, "You were a little pony at that time. A lot of people have the same smell. I mean, I'm sure I don't smell the same as when I was a baby..." 　　He