cazzy
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Post by cazzy on May 9, 2008 18:10:43 GMT -5
Cazzy led Scout out of his stall, tying him on the ring beside the door. He turned to look at her, his new teal halter looking fabulous on him. But then again, buckskins looked good with almost any color. Cazzy stroked the horse's neck as she brushed him quickly. Scout lowered his head and snorted quietly into the dust. He was happy, content with her attention. After going over both sides, and checking his hooves, Cazzy went into the tack room and got his teal saddle pad and her western show saddle. She heaved both onto Scout's back, and he stood quietly for her. He was such a great horse, she loved him for that. After finishing tacking him up, she hopped onto his back and let him start walking down the trail.
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Post by cazzy on May 11, 2008 14:18:05 GMT -5
Scout was a dream to ride on the trail. He jogged and loped easily through the creeks and through the forest, not spooking at anything. Cazzy kissed to him and let him gallop a bit before walking him home.
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