Post by lottii on Sept 28, 2010 10:05:51 GMT -6
As Mischief left the office, she glanced down at her watch. She had an hour before she needed to be anywhere, so she decided to go and see the horse she was now assigned to look after and ride from the Academy. A rather excitable girl, when in the right mood, the girl was metaphorically bouncing up and down at the idea of a new horse to get to know. In fact, she was almost physically bouncing up and down! Forcing herself to stop off at the tack room before rushing down the aisle to see Bear, she quickly grabbed a tack box out of the locked labeled with Bear's show name - Mountain Viewing. Noting the yellow color of the box and the brushes inside of it, she decided to buy a kit which would be more to her taste, most likely black or purple then. The halter and lead rope she picked up were a similar color, a two tone black and yellow rope, and a halter of the same color.
Rushing down the aisle, she slid to a stop outside Bear's stall and reminding herself that her excitement would only aggravate
the horse, she gently slipped his halter on and snapped the rope to it. Leading him down towards the cross ties, she picked up the rope which was already tied there and attached it to his halter. Tying the other one to Bear's other side, she selected a body brush from the kit, noting his fine coat. The pretty buckskin was already clean, but she wanted to groom the horse to get to know him better anyway. The Lusitano was on the larger side at 16.1hh, especially when compared to the extremely thin 5'3" tall girl. Stretching to reach the top of his back, Missy was glad for the flexibility her dancing had given her, and not for the first time, considered taking up Gymnastics.
Seeing a girl of a similar age to herself tying up a horse in the next set of cross ties. She didn't recognize the girl from any of her classes, but then, she hadn't been to any yet. Deciding the girl looked friendly enough, she introduced herself simply and then waited for a reply.
"Hi, I'm Mischief. I'm still quite new here. That's a beautiful horse you have."
Rushing down the aisle, she slid to a stop outside Bear's stall and reminding herself that her excitement would only aggravate
the horse, she gently slipped his halter on and snapped the rope to it. Leading him down towards the cross ties, she picked up the rope which was already tied there and attached it to his halter. Tying the other one to Bear's other side, she selected a body brush from the kit, noting his fine coat. The pretty buckskin was already clean, but she wanted to groom the horse to get to know him better anyway. The Lusitano was on the larger side at 16.1hh, especially when compared to the extremely thin 5'3" tall girl. Stretching to reach the top of his back, Missy was glad for the flexibility her dancing had given her, and not for the first time, considered taking up Gymnastics.
Seeing a girl of a similar age to herself tying up a horse in the next set of cross ties. She didn't recognize the girl from any of her classes, but then, she hadn't been to any yet. Deciding the girl looked friendly enough, she introduced herself simply and then waited for a reply.
"Hi, I'm Mischief. I'm still quite new here. That's a beautiful horse you have."