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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 15:44:01 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 15:44:01 GMT -5
I went into the storege room stoping to redo my pony tail that was already coming looseas i stoped i noticed that Caroles truck pulled over. I Hey how are you I yelled across the asill. She waved at me and smiled embersad. I understood that she hade alote of work and let her be. I grabed the wipe and Lounge line heading to the small ring. Puting the equipment against the fence I strightened up my T shirt and gazed at the blue sky.
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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 15:52:52 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 15:52:52 GMT -5
Smiling boardly I grabed the riding gear and started to tuckup The gorges Mare. Feeling the body under my hands tense I threw off her sadell puting it on the half door is I started sothing the tense creature. smuging lavender oil on the creatures I waited for the right moment to swing the sadell on. She was still wobling uncofertably in her stall but she was much more at ease
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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 16:32:11 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 16:32:11 GMT -5
she was still a bite terfied so I rook my time walking her into the ring. I noticed that her footsteps were geting uneven. ordering her into a halt wishpring in her ear easy girl easy before entering the rring and exchanging the lead rope for the lounge line and the whip.
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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 16:38:41 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 16:38:41 GMT -5
i walked Foxy around the ring a few times leting her find the balance not haring any were. After a few round of uncertanty i could sence she was starting to calm dwon and walk evenly. Pacing her into a trout I corcted her leade before leting the young mare on to a nice peacfull trot. changing diractions i started to go threw our reguler sesions in wich we were able to bonde and learn eachotherrs tacniqes withou me ever steping foot in a sturip.
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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 17:17:03 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 17:17:03 GMT -5
After that i decide it was a good idea to tighten up her girth and keep her head towereds me so she could be mently prepred for me riding her. Sumning her to a halt i peted her lightly bistroing a secret in her hear abou what i was planing on doinng and how good a girl she has been so far. Then I bent dwon my long arm puling the girth uptightly. observing her one last time before seting her upone the task I sent her into a trout. With no hasitation I angeled the wihp at her shoulder making her head twist towards me. The poor girl started roling her eyes in panick despertly trying to find a way out. recognizing the singes i quiqly slowed her dwon so she could cool dwon and let her put her head back in place.
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lisa
Aug 18, 2005 17:22:53 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 18, 2005 17:22:53 GMT -5
A bit disapointed but well spirted I showed fozxy back into her stall untucking her quiqly so she could relaxe. After puting her stuff back in place i grabed agroooming kite and headed out so i could groom foxie who was waiting paitently to be rubed dwon. After groming her and giving her a setion of T toches with lavender oil i undid the knot that was holding her in place and started leading her towards the her padaok. leting her roam free i decided it was time I headed into Samys stall.
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lisa
Aug 19, 2005 1:17:57 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 19, 2005 1:17:57 GMT -5
He was trying to reach Qeens Golden Trophy that was two stalls away from hime. I took one look at him and thoghut man never change. I slipped inside giving him a light groom to his gleaming coat before taking hold of his halter and leading him slowly but surely into the ring. I put the lounge line in pestionand ordered hime into a walk so he cold warm up Then i slashed the sand one time more ordering him into a steady trot after seeing his foot work I dedcided it was time to joinup retreving him into my side. he seemed abite mad and frustrated. This was my que I quiqly hoistered of the lounge line and ordered the proud stalion into a canter driving him away. He was cantering in an airy mater as if it wasent hard work but after few minuts i could feel the sewt piling up on his neck. He started to chew with his mouth reading the horse like an open book ilet him come to the center to rejoin with me. Turning my back on him i quiqly felt his nuzling head. wanting to replay but knowing beter then i started walking around the ring and he straid bhind me. Smiling boardly I took his head in my arms and wishperedd words of camfort before puting him back in his stall.
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lisa
Aug 20, 2005 6:10:24 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 20, 2005 6:10:24 GMT -5
I jumped into the truck and headed home.
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lisa
Aug 20, 2005 7:13:46 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 20, 2005 7:13:46 GMT -5
I need a dog i thought to myself as I was driving out to hHobline Caroel was quit busy latly and I needed some company. strering throw the dirt drive way I parked my car in its place. sliping out I strached my arms forcing my still drowsy body to wake up and greet the day. I rushed to Summers stall were he was quitly sreaching for any fragments of feed he might have ,missed. Samy I cald and the once Selfabsorved stalion turned his head in dlight and started nikring my shoulder. Surprised at the miricals the joinup sumond I cuddeled his head into my arms feeding him a carote I went to get the feed
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lisa
Aug 20, 2005 7:40:18 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 20, 2005 7:40:18 GMT -5
Dumping the feed into the buckets I let Summer pig out. Mucking out Foxys stall I thought about the filly that will soon be joining us i was so exitiexd Glow was a butifle fily and I destined her to be a dressesg godess. smiling to myself i recounted the days in my head untill she arived. I loaded up the wheelbarow and dumped it in the copuster before searching for foxy amongest the horse. Sure enough she was there cantring gracefully stoping from time to time to check what the stalions next door thought about her littel show. Butas my sharp whistle was shot in thr air she stoped turtring the stalions that were all peering there heads over the fence pushing for the best spot. Foxy amidaitly changed her course towards me nuzling me she was pleeding for a treat wich i most kindly gave her. slipping on her halter i led her into her stall were she was more then happy to dig in. Locking the door bhinde me I thought to myself while puling dwon my shirt how lucky I was
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lisa
Aug 20, 2005 8:01:47 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 20, 2005 8:01:47 GMT -5
with that hopefull note i decided to tuck up Samy geting his tuck and bucket from the storeg i half skiped half limped to his stall {too heavy must put dwon to weak} starting to groom his gleaming coat I realised that in the days that he has been with me he always took great ccare of his coat keeping it empty of evil dirt. Grooming him might have been easy but tacking him up was a difrent storie. He seemed to have fallen in love with his pad that somhow evey time i turned my back seem to travel threw air into his moth. What are you doing i lughed puting the pad back on for thehundreth time. I give up I said dramticly using the stage to force his bite in and deprive hime of the abilty to take off his pad. puting the saddel and tightning my girth I opened the door and led him to the yard were I natuarly mounted on and walked him into the areana.
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lisa
Aug 20, 2005 23:22:38 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 20, 2005 23:22:38 GMT -5
We started warming up and like the dreamy way he rode on the lounge he was walking in the areana. His head high and spirts highr we started trouting across the grass feild he tr0ooted half way around befoer changing his lead on perpouce. but once I corcted him he never changed lead unless I told him to. Throw out the ride in wich I already changed direction twice he kept testing me with diffrent stunts trying to test my leadership time an dtime again with thing like cuting the fence and refusing to go up to a trot. Leaving those childish games bhinde I gave him a kiss in the air and ordered him into a canter. He too gave up on trying to beat me and cantered butfly around the ring. Breathless I slowed him dwon back into a gracefull walk and mounted off minutes later patting him and losning up the girth before leading Samy to his stall.
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lisa
Aug 21, 2005 7:01:54 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 21, 2005 7:01:54 GMT -5
Once in his airy stall I quioqly untucked to relive him of any pruser and gave hime a nice grooming to sothe his fragil body that after every ride for some odd reason looked over worked. talking softly into summers ears making hime doze off in his stall before living Samy relaxed. A smirk painted across my face knowing he will need the rest since today after my sesion with Foxy I will let him out for the first time with the older and much more exprianced stalions. I decided on this last night knowing that if I let him go right after the exrcise not only will he be tired but I wont be able to keep an eye on things since I would be in a hurry to spoil Foxie. Foxie as i expected was calling Dimond girl that was stabled next to her and was one of her best body. Dlighted to see how freindly Foxy was. The plesent mare was just arive a week and a half ago but has already befreided all of the Mares and coought the atention off half the Stalions. Even picky Buck seemed to adore with all of his heart sily fox.
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lisa
Aug 21, 2005 7:31:25 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 21, 2005 7:31:25 GMT -5
Yet with all the company that she had to herself every time i was in sight she droped anything{even food to the dlight of the other horse}. So you might imigine that dimond was very disapointed as Foxy left her post as the kind neibor and swiched modes to my sweet and darlinng horse. knickring my shoulder as I sliped in. Foxy was I think by far the horses that enjoyed my grooming the must although Samy was always clean and dlightd at the atention given to his coat but he was still a bite freaked out whene some one was messing with his coat{ what a drama qeen}. After giving her much apricaited atention I started meseging her with the lavender oil circling her bbody with t toches.
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lisa
Aug 21, 2005 13:32:02 GMT -5
Post by lisa on Aug 21, 2005 13:32:02 GMT -5
I ccouldnt feel my fingers anymore when Foxy was finally at the level of ease I was prepring her for. I let my fingers rest before causualy throwing on the blanket and over it the saddel but foxy was in such eas that even the wait of her saddel didnt wake the shy horse that was sleeping like a log. But tightning the girth turned out to be a whole diffrent game she was amidaitly woken and started shifting around uncomfertably in her stall. Knowing this wasnt a good sing I started working over her body once more before she aloud me to slip on her halter and head to the training ring.
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