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+ Name: Jenna Rodgers + Age: 15 + Riding level: Intermediate + Discipline: Dressage + North Ridge / South Ridge: North + Own a horse: no + Anything else: Jenna's a very quiet shy girl and doesn't get into the competitions as much as everyone else does.
+ Name: Katie Dean + Age: 14 + Riding level: Intermediate + Discipline: Jumping + North Ridge / South Ridge: North + Own a horse: No
+ Name: Emily Sutton + Age: 9 + Riding level: Beginner + Discipline: None yet; interested in jumping though + North Ridge / South Ridge: South + Own a horse: yes - Name: Cutie Pie, "Cutie" - Breed: Welsh Pony -Age: 18 -Color: Grey -Temperament: Very sweet and willing to please; can be playful, but behaves well for inexperienced riders -Strengths: Bombproof, perfect kids horse -Weaknesses: Can be playful and mischievous and is too smart for her own good, a brilliant escape artist -Etc.: Was Emily's older sister's horse
+ Name: Lindsay Sutton + Age: 16 + Riding level: Experienced + Discipline(s): Jumping + North Ridge / South Ridge + Own a horse: yes -Name: Danny -Breed: Thoroughbred x Paint -Age: 8 -Color: Black Tobiano -Temperament: Loves to run, sometimes headstrong -Strengths: Great jumper, perfect form -Weaknesses: Sometimes headstrong -Etc.: Lindsay bought him as greenie and has done most of this training herself and because of this they have a great bond
This is an awful set :3 Anyways, my genius horses found a way out of their pasture while we were away so we came back and found they had been out for a few days. We found Sunny, Cocoa and Lady nearby and they followed us, without halters, back to the pasture. I'm so glad I don't have the kind of relationship with my horse where he hates me so much he's hard to catch. But Allie and Kodi weren't with them, which was weird; Allie is the lead mare, and normally the other horses won't leave her, so it kind of freaked us out because something bad must have happened. But we found her. Somehow, she and Kodi had gotten into another pasture. So we got them back and met some new really nice horsey people. Overall, not a horrible experience. They're back safe and sound. Well, actually Lady and Cocoa had cuts on their left hind; Cocoa's looked worse, but didn't seem to bother her. Lady was limping though, but it wasn't enough to keep her from moving. She'll be fine. Also, I braided Lady's mane and it looked just like that picture she was gorgeous lol And the horses are getting so fuzzy I love it!! I would never clip them that would make me sad. I love rubbing my fingers through their fluff on cold days. And also, Cocoa has finally seemed to settle into her color. She changed colors a lot for a while, from gray to palomino to light brown to a dark brown. She's also developed some markings; a very faint star, and a mustache xD So.. that is all. I doubt anyone will even read this but if anyone cares know you know what's been goin on lol :P
So. My weekend was pretty awesome. Went to work the barrels again. Most of it was the usual; poorly trained horses, abused by incorrectly used bits, whipped and spurred because they so clearly hate their job and their riders don't notice or don't care. But some highlights. Someone came out leading a 4 year old on an adorable tiny chubby fluffy black Shetland. Its little legs just trotting as fast as they could it was so cute! And a few horses fell; as expected, two stood up and bolted for the gate-- they hated being out there so they took the chance to escape. I'd do the same thing. but one horse stood up and just waited for her rider. It made me happy to see some good in the world of barrel racing :) I know there is some, you just don't see it very often. And several horses lost shoes. It made me so glad my horses are barefoot. One horse's shoe went flying through the crowd 0.0 that could have killed someone.... so it was an interesting night. And this old man started talking to me.. it was weird... and he told me I should trade my horse for a barrel racing horse. I was like... no. Is that really how barrel racers think? I wold hope not. I'm not about to get rid of my first horse that I have such a bond with just to get some screwed up wack-job that can run fast but has no brakes unless I'm hauling on 9 foot shanks. Even one of the good barrel racing horses that has some decent training and can stop and turn and seems to enjoy running circles. I wouldn't trade her even for a top reining horse. Never. Especially not after such an amazing time with her yesterday :) A lovely time just running around with her at liberty. She would back up, stop, walk, trot, and canter beside me and jump over a barrel. I could get her to side-pass over it, yield her hindquarters and forequarters and back her up with just a look. We were so connected, and I hadn't seen her in 2 weeks, so it was fantastic :) She's getting so good at bowing and will do anything for me. I'll never give that up. And also, they are all getting all fuzzy and it makes me so happy!! :D So.. that's all. just bored so I felt like telling everyone about all that, not that y'all care or anything :p
Abby listened to the clock tick for hours, unable to sleep. Finally she mumbled to herself, "I give up." She slid out of bed, slipped on paddock boots, threw on her warmest hoodie and silently made her way to Romeo's paddock. It was dark and cold. She could barely make out the silhouettes of horses. "Hey Buddy." Abby greeted Romeo, only able to tell it was him because the only other horse in the paddock was too tall to be her gelding. He exhaled and his breath warmed her fingers. Abby stroked his neck, then wrapped her fingers in his mane and swung up onto the gelding's warm back "It's been a while since we did this, hasn't it?" she murmured as she rubbed his warm neck. She smiled; this brought back such pleasant memories. “Alrighty, let's go!" Abby said as she sank down low onto Romeo neck and lightly squeezed his sides, fingers tangled in his mane to keep warm. With that, Romeo flew. As they ran, Abby felt her concerns being left behind. She closed her eyes and let him carry her. When Romeo began to tire, Abby slowed him and got off. She knelt down on the ground, and Romeo laid down beside her, something she taught him years ago. She sat and sang softly to him as she untangled his mane, then braided it into a waterfall braid. Finally, at some point in the early morning, she fell asleep.
Abby put Romeo in a separate paddock so she could play with Flame. The past couple weeks she had gotten the mare familiar with her. The chestnut mare was now consistantly trotting to greet her when Abby entered the pasture and Flame allowed her to curry and brush her coat as well as comb through her mane; Abby hadn't tried working with her feet yet though. She needed the mare to first accept her touching her legs, and then have the mare accept her controlling where she moved her feet. So today Abby would halter her so she could begin some groundwork. The mare's nostrils quivered in a silent nicker as she spotted Abby and she trotted over, "Hey girl," Abby said. Abby waited for Flame to touch her outstretched hand and give her permission to touch the mare. The striped chestnut nose touched the hand and Abby stroked the mare as she slipped her part of a carrot and began currying the chestnut coat with her fingertips and wiping the hair and dirt away with the palm of her other hand.