Post by †CarolynΩDevinΩTony† on Apr 4, 2011 19:06:27 GMT -5
OOC: Claire doesn't have any friends going with her on SB so I just thought it would be fun to post what's going on 
Claire
I drove the old rusted pick up down my winding road. Yeah, I was driving. No, I wouldn't get caught. Cops already checked Dyer Branch this morning
My dad was driving behind me with our red stock trailer hitched to it. Missy was in it, but Dixie stayed home during break. I didn't want to hurt her joints that much.
I turned on the radio and had it blaring Gretchen Wilson. I was wearing my old boots and worn jeans. My shirt read 100% C-O-W-G-I-R-L and it had a Mustang running on the back. My deep brown Stetson was atop my head. As I went through the last bend, deep realization hit me; I was home. Mrs. White's champion paint horses, Bonnie's Mustangs, Robert's calfs....everything. It screamed to me, absorbing me into the setting. This was truly my home.
I nearly had a heart attack, looking at our field. I drove down to our driveway then the petal hit the metal. I reached my house and it screeched to a stop. I barley had enough time to turn off the truck and take out the keys before I bolted to our field. I stepped on our stones that were in the creek, each propelling me faster. I didn't dare look at them; I had it memorized. I ran up the ridge to the gate and all I heard were the ear peircing calls of my babies; Angel and Kelly. Angel was a Boer x Kiko goat, and Kelly was an Alpine Dairy. They were both pregnant, so they were fat.
Angel jumped on me, nearly knocking me over. I laughed and hugged her, kissing her nose. Then Kelly pushed Angel off and jumped up, doing the same. Except this time she started eating my hair! I laughed some more then she went back down.
Suddenly, the Thu-thump, Thu-thump of hooves against dry soil was dangerously close. I looked up to see my calf, Peppermint. Also known as Minty.
OOC:
More to come in more detail! Hope you liked reading about my home!
Claire
I drove the old rusted pick up down my winding road. Yeah, I was driving. No, I wouldn't get caught. Cops already checked Dyer Branch this morning
My dad was driving behind me with our red stock trailer hitched to it. Missy was in it, but Dixie stayed home during break. I didn't want to hurt her joints that much.
I turned on the radio and had it blaring Gretchen Wilson. I was wearing my old boots and worn jeans. My shirt read 100% C-O-W-G-I-R-L and it had a Mustang running on the back. My deep brown Stetson was atop my head. As I went through the last bend, deep realization hit me; I was home. Mrs. White's champion paint horses, Bonnie's Mustangs, Robert's calfs....everything. It screamed to me, absorbing me into the setting. This was truly my home.
I nearly had a heart attack, looking at our field. I drove down to our driveway then the petal hit the metal. I reached my house and it screeched to a stop. I barley had enough time to turn off the truck and take out the keys before I bolted to our field. I stepped on our stones that were in the creek, each propelling me faster. I didn't dare look at them; I had it memorized. I ran up the ridge to the gate and all I heard were the ear peircing calls of my babies; Angel and Kelly. Angel was a Boer x Kiko goat, and Kelly was an Alpine Dairy. They were both pregnant, so they were fat.
Angel jumped on me, nearly knocking me over. I laughed and hugged her, kissing her nose. Then Kelly pushed Angel off and jumped up, doing the same. Except this time she started eating my hair! I laughed some more then she went back down.
Suddenly, the Thu-thump, Thu-thump of hooves against dry soil was dangerously close. I looked up to see my calf, Peppermint. Also known as Minty.
OOC:
More to come in more detail! Hope you liked reading about my home!