Post by acecase on Mar 9, 2011 16:55:09 GMT 12
It was early in the morning and the sun was coming just above the hills. The two beat rthmym of my black boots against the hard pavement as I quickley walked down to the end of the stalls. They were all in a pretty neat row; their doors waiting to be opened and have a horse put inside them. There were a few a horses hear in there. In about every other stall. They all belonged to someone else I had no idea were there names were. The people and the horses. THe horses figited restlessy stiring up the straw on the bottom of there stalls. I could smell the fresh beding and the new tack. The leather was freash and clean. IT smelled good and I smiled showing my white teeth.
THe wind picked up through the open wall on the opposite side of the stalls. IT blew my white wife beater closer to my side. I closed my eyes tight covering my face. I was almost to the stall of Slightly Stoopid. HE was my beautiful boy. Blue roan quarter horse. THe wind brushed against my eyes and I banged in to the stall door. I felt something soft on my head. "Blue Bird?" The soft thing on my head gave a slight bump. I knew it was Slightly and I scrambled around to find the latch for the stall. MY hands ran aimlessly around on smooths surfaces until I found the latch. I pulled back and the stall door swung open.
I jumped in the stall and closed the door.I opened my eyes to be face to face with a knee. I glanced up and saw my hrse looking at me like I was an idiot. I smiled and he put his head down no my open hand. "Well what do you think about here?" He tilted his head and seemed to smile. "Well thats good. Saddle and bit? Or rope?" His head rose and I turnned my head to see a rope hanging down. I nodded. "Okay, but tommorrow we train for the show." I stood up and grabed the rope. I reached over his head as he lowered it. THe rope slid over his neck and I hopped on.
HIs body was warm and fuzzy. I asked him to go forward and I opened the gate. It slid open with A loud bang and we were off through the stable. We walked slowly the rope dangling arond his neck. We saw the end of the stable and galloped away to the fileds. FReedom pure freedom. I almost hope we would meet some body...
THe wind picked up through the open wall on the opposite side of the stalls. IT blew my white wife beater closer to my side. I closed my eyes tight covering my face. I was almost to the stall of Slightly Stoopid. HE was my beautiful boy. Blue roan quarter horse. THe wind brushed against my eyes and I banged in to the stall door. I felt something soft on my head. "Blue Bird?" The soft thing on my head gave a slight bump. I knew it was Slightly and I scrambled around to find the latch for the stall. MY hands ran aimlessly around on smooths surfaces until I found the latch. I pulled back and the stall door swung open.
I jumped in the stall and closed the door.I opened my eyes to be face to face with a knee. I glanced up and saw my hrse looking at me like I was an idiot. I smiled and he put his head down no my open hand. "Well what do you think about here?" He tilted his head and seemed to smile. "Well thats good. Saddle and bit? Or rope?" His head rose and I turnned my head to see a rope hanging down. I nodded. "Okay, but tommorrow we train for the show." I stood up and grabed the rope. I reached over his head as he lowered it. THe rope slid over his neck and I hopped on.
HIs body was warm and fuzzy. I asked him to go forward and I opened the gate. It slid open with A loud bang and we were off through the stable. We walked slowly the rope dangling arond his neck. We saw the end of the stable and galloped away to the fileds. FReedom pure freedom. I almost hope we would meet some body...