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Post by mattie on Feb 15, 2012 18:47:42 GMT -5
C a r l i nWearing www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=43868805After the whole 'you have you cut yours horse's mane or you can't show' fiasco with Mr Connor, Id been searching for a different circuit to show on. I brought my laptop in the barn with me after scheduling a video chat with a coach from a smaller circuit that was interesting in having me on his team. He planned to watch me ride for a little to see me and get an idea what we were like before we went further into the decision because it was an elite team and he was very specific, but I had a feeling it would go well. I set my stuff down on the tack trunk in front of Flynt's stall and entered his stall. "Hi, boy," I said to him softly with a smile as he nudged me. I clipped his rope to his halter and laid it over the stall door, starting to brush him. After, I quickly tacked him in my dressage tack and led him out, carrying my video camera and attached laptop. Arriving at the outdoor arena, I set it up and mounted Flynt to warm up.
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Post by *[{[*Quinn*]}]* on Feb 15, 2012 19:24:04 GMT -5
Quinn
I walked Sofa(Sofa King Suite) into the arena hoping nobody would be in there. I wanted to practice halter with I'm. Unfortunately someone else was there
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Post by mattie on Feb 16, 2012 7:29:08 GMT -5
I looked up seeing a girl walk up. I didn't want to say anything, and I didn't think it would be a problem, so I kept going.
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Post by *[{[*Quinn*]}]* on Feb 16, 2012 22:33:27 GMT -5
Quinn
I went to the far end of the arena and started working with him. Standing him up, getting his ears forward and ect
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Post by mattie on Feb 16, 2012 22:35:28 GMT -5
I stayed on my end of the end of the arena starting figure eights.
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Post by *[{[*Quinn*]}]* on Feb 16, 2012 22:37:47 GMT -5
He's gonna get loose
Quinn
Sofa, being his usual three year old self, threw his head up hard and got away from me. Crap. Where wa the national champion halter horse I own? Already across te arena. I ran after him.
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Post by mattie on Feb 16, 2012 22:40:25 GMT -5
I glanced up noticing the horse running towards us. Uh oh. Flynt, of coarse, saw him and tossed his head and ignored my aids. He stopped and crow hoped. "Easy," I cooed soothingly, but he didn't listen.
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Post by *[{[*Quinn*]}]* on Feb 16, 2012 22:42:07 GMT -5
Quinn
I finally had him corned and madea. Grab for the leadline. Yes I got him!
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Post by mattie on Feb 16, 2012 22:43:22 GMT -5
I was glad when the horse was caught and Flynt calmed down. He had always been rambunctious when other horses were free around him, but I managed to hold my ground (or seat) and stay calm.
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Post by *[{[*Quinn*]}]* on Feb 16, 2012 22:46:14 GMT -5
Quinn
"I'm so so so sorry!" I said to the girl, feeling horrible
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Post by mattie on Feb 16, 2012 22:51:58 GMT -5
"Its fine," I said quietly with a soft smile.
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