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Post by Kacie/Jase on Mar 30, 2013 21:42:29 GMT -5
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"Nashville! Don't you DARE!" I called, in a firm, quiet voice. The horse was prancing, and seeing other horses, she pricked her ears. I knew what was about to happen.
I shook my head. I didn't was her in a stall right now. I saw an open pen, and asked a groom who was walking by if I could her in it for a while.
The groom nodded, and I walked Nashville over to the pen. The horse jumped when I closed the gate, and I took her halter off, taking my time, noticing that the mare was figity about her ears lately. After the halter was off, I climbed over the fence, and started unloading Nashvilles things, two western saddles, two pads, two other halters and ropes, and misc things. I put them in the tack room, in their designated spots. After that I told my Uncle we where good to go, gave him a hug, and he left. My mom was back in Louisiana with her job, so my uncle brought me yesterday, and Nashville came today.
I walked into the pen again, and streamed country music from my ipod. I sat on the fence, and watched my beautiful girl. ------------------------word count; who cares?tags; xoxmsamericacluoutfit; www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=77334610lyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericacluRead more: www.kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2P4zxsfJH |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Mar 31, 2013 11:06:50 GMT -5
 -----------------------------------I was inside cleaning out Missy's stall while she was out in one of the pens by the barn. I knew the grooms would do this but I preferred caring and working for my own horse. What's the point in owning one if you can't be responsible for him or her? It made me feel productive since my classes didn't start until tomorrow. Then I knew I'd be swamped with tons and tons of homework. Once I finished cleaning out the stall, I rolled the wheel barrel out to where the grooms dumped the dung and did exactly that. Then, I walked back in to the barn and grabbed Missy's rainbow rope halter and matching lead and went right back out to the pen she was in.
As soon as got near the pens I heard country music streaming from somewhere. Looking up, I saw a brown-haired girl sitting on the fence, watching a cute little sorrel and white Paint mare prance around in the pen next to Missy's. Next to her was the iPod and the source of the music. The artist singing was one of my favorites.
"Hey." I said with a smile to the girl, leaning on the fence to Missy's pen. Why not make friends here? It might make me miss Tennessee a little bit less.-----------------------word count; two hundred and twenty-onetags; Kacieoutfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 2, 2013 20:50:45 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------The approach startled me a bit, and I turned the music down, slightly.
"Hii.." I called back.
"Sorry about the music!" I laughed lightly. I hopped down from the fence, and as soon as my feet touched the ground, Nashville trotted over.
I ignored her, and walked over to the side of the fence that was facing the blonde chic, I leaned on the fence, and put my ipod in my back pocket, music still turned up load, but not too much.------------------------word count; 92, ish.tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 3, 2013 19:59:19 GMT -5
-----------------------------------I shook my head and waved my hand, brushing it off. "No need to apologize, I enjoyed it. I'm a big fan of country." I told her with a smile. I slipped in to Missy's pen and she immediately trotted over, nuzzling me. I patted her neck and turned towards the girl.
"I'm Ciara, but you can call me Hope, it's my middle name. This little lady is Missy, my horse."-----------------------word count; how many wordstags; who?outfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 4, 2013 12:25:57 GMT -5
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I grinned. "Wow, she's a buet. This is Nashville, She's mine." I grinned, and turned around, knowing Nashville was probably still on my tail, waiting for me to play with her. I patted her neck.
"How old is Missy? She's Quarter horse, right?" I was really good at judging breed. Age, not so much, until I got a peek at their teeth.
Nashville threw her head, turned and bolted.
I rolled my eyes, ever since she learned the cue to lope from the ground, she wanted to lope all the time.
"Show off." I muttered when she trotted straight to me and stopped.------------------------word count; 102.tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 4, 2013 18:26:33 GMT -5
-----------------------------------I smiled and looked at my big sorrel mare. "Thanks. If you go by the universal birthday for horses, she's five. But I like to stick with her actual date of birth, so she's four turning five around the end of May." I explained to the girl. "And yes she is a Quarter horse. I've assumed that Nashville is a Paint, but I've seen many crosses that have a pinto coat pattern. What breed is she?" I asked.
Missy trotted over to the edge of the pen closest to the other one and lifted her head over the fence, letting out a shrill yet still somewhat pathetic neigh. It was like she couldn't work herself up enough to sound like a regular horse, and quite frankly I loved it because it made her unique.
"What's your name?" I realized she hadn't said it before so I didn't exactly know who I was talking to.-----------------------word count; how many wordstags; Kacieoutfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 4, 2013 20:03:47 GMT -5
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I grinned. "Yeah, She's Paint, you where right the first time. I'm training her. She used to be on 100 acres with 4 or 5 other paints. I'm Kacie! My apologies! Where are my manners!?" I laughed.
"That's funny! Nashville just turned 4 the other day!" I continued.
Nashville herd her name, and I looked back, just before she answered Missy's call...rather loudly. Nashville was loud. Like me. Like my music.
I turned it down a little bit as Luke Bryan came on.------------------------word count; 63.tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 5, 2013 21:57:19 GMT -5
-----------------------------------"Oh wow!" I laughed with her. I watched as Missy tried reaching her head out to sniff Nashville. The stance she was in might have people thinking that she was about to rear, but I knew her better. She barely knew how to buck, I highly doubted that she'd be able to rear. Missy then gave up on trying to reach the Paint and tossed her head, trotting in a circle then back to looking over my shoulder. "Hey babe." I reached my arm around her neck. She shook her head and nudged me. "Easy." I said, knowing where this was going.-----------------------word count; how many wordstags; Kacieoutfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 7, 2013 16:46:01 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------ I watched the other sorrel with a grin.
"So I'm new here, and I was wondering what their pasture policy was, do you know? Nashville hates stalls." I asked. Maybe she knew, maybe I'd have to ask a groom.
I looked over at my pretty mare, who was watched e horse and mount closely, as if to see what would happen next. I patted her. [/sub][/font] ------------------------word count; who cares?tags; xoxmsamericacluoutfit; www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=77334610lyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu[/center] Read more: www.kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2P4zxsfJH |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 7, 2013 20:07:01 GMT -5
-----------------------------------I closed my eyes, trying to remember what Mr. Pete had told me this morning when we finally met. "I'm fairly certain that if you talked to Mr. Pete about it, you could get Nashville reassigned to a pasture with a run-in shelter. Don't take my word for it, but I'm pretty sure that you could get that arranged. Sorry, I just got here yesterday and I've been having trouble remembering everything." I confessed. "I work as a groom to pay off Missy's board, so I'm actually supposed to know all about this. But I was just told this morning by Mr. Pete all of the rules and regulations for around here."-----------------------word count; how many wordstags; who?outfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 7, 2013 20:55:54 GMT -5
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I grinned.
"Oh, okay. I get it." I said, and nodded, tucking my dark hair behind my ear.
"So your new here too!" I said, bubbly. Nashville tossed her head, and sneezed all over me.
I scrunched my nose.
"Thanks girl." I patted her neck, not looking at her.------------------------word count; .tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 8, 2013 20:26:58 GMT -5
-----------------------------------I nodded. "Yup! Just got here day before yesterday but really late in the night to I guess it was really yesterday." Hello, Hope! I mentally said to myself. You already told her that! "Sorry, I already said that, didn't I?" I said with a laugh.-----------------------word count; how many wordstags; Kacieoutfit; clicklyrics; in the city kevin rudolfsometimes i get creative [credit]; xoxmsamericaclu |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 8, 2013 20:58:27 GMT -5
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I laughed.
"Nah, its alright. I understand. I'm kind of freaked out too....from Louisiana to here...its a little shaking...you know what I mean?" I laughed.
I climbed on the fence...something Nashville hated. She turned and bolted to the other side, staying there, looking over the fence to the pastures. ------------------------word count; .tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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Post by Hope & Wally on Apr 9, 2013 19:50:28 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry no template. I'm lazy right now. XD My head hurts too  Hope "You're from Louisiana?" I asked, my head perking up. "That's south from where I'm from, Tennessee." I grinned. "I haven't met anyone yet from the South like me. Hell, I haven't really met anyone yet. Period!' |
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Post by Kacie/Jase on Apr 9, 2013 19:59:16 GMT -5
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I grinned.
"Me either! Good!" I laughed.
"I'm so glad there is someone from the south here!" I took a big breath.
"We gotta stick together" I grinned. Nashville trotted over, and bobbed her head in agreement. I laughed. ------------------------word count; .tags; Hopeoutfit; clicklyrics; round here florida georgia linecredit; xoxmsamericaclu Read more: kingslee.freeforums.net/index.cgi?action=pmview&view=1&id=63#ixzz2PMOi3v00 |
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