Jaco trudged through the wood.

It was misty. He could only see as far as the next tree. Jaco knew the wood very well, but now every new step was a surprise: what would be there?

"I am going to the party.
Hoi, hoi. I am going the fest!" Squirrel was dancing around his favourite tree. The sun was just shining through the branches of the tree. And for squirrel, this day started with a comfortable, warm morning.

"I am not allowed to eat cake," Jaco thought.
That's what the docter ordered.		'From now on, NEVER, NEVER eat cake or sweats.'
Jaco was so fond of cake and all kinds of fancy pastries with whipped cream. Cakes decorated with colourfull sweets and creams, he liked most.

"Hallo, Jaco." Squirrel says." Are you going to Tori's party too?"
"No," says Jaco softly "I can't eat cake."
"O," Squirrel answers, "That's a pity. I eat nuts. They always has nuts at a party. So it will be such fun."
"Yes," Jaco says sadly, "They always have nuts. But I don't eat nuts either...."

Part 3: Sebastian tries to talk with Jaco

The Sadness & Joy of Jaco, the horse

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