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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 21:02:46 GMT -5
I nodded, haha I would never do anything to you. I watched as he set to work Spirit paid no attention to it even with all the nosie and only trotted down the driveway farther, closer and closer to the road and that was about when I had it, one I did not want my horse to get hit and two he was being an idiot, so I grabbed his halter and a bucket in which I made his food and walked down, you are a retard do you want to get hit? He came over because of the bucket but I held it out of the way and put it on the ground grabbing a hold of his nose,in the spot that gave him the most pain. Clipping his halter on I grabbed the bucket and brought him back into the stable, shutting his stall door and putting the food away. You can have it for dinner. Then and only then did Spirit begin to through quite the fit I just leaned against another stall and watched, it was kind of funny and pathetic at the same time, I knew he would give in and then just like that he stopped, see boy that’s the behavior I reward, he walked to the back of his stall ears pricked and looking at me, he was licking his lips and I knew he has learning something, brought the bucket out and opened the stall just a crack to see if he would charge the door, he stayed were he was watching me the whole time I entered to the time I left. Well I think we learned a valuable lesson today and now that my hand hurts im done for the day, I laughed and waited for him to speak.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 21:16:11 GMT -5
Finally, after a few minutes of staring at each other intently, he dropped his head and I walked into Fuego's stall, putting his feed down and cleaning out his water bucket. I made him stay back the whole time I was working in his stall, although he did try to sneak around. Each time he did I stepped toward him and gave him a menacing glare. I hardly ever did this but I was not going to tolerate this behavior today. I walked out of his stall, and finally he dived for his bucket. Pig... I muttered. I walked over to Sammie, putting my arm around her waist, hoping she wouldn't mind. You're lucky to have such a caring owner, Spirit. After that stunt I would've made you wait until dinner. I then looked down at Sammie. Then you can sit and relax and watch as I do all your work. What do you want me to do?
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 21:30:46 GMT -5
I laughed, he should be very happy im caring, I felt his arm around my waist. I did not mind it sort of felt natural, you can groom Dennis the Menace or evil canevil what ever you want to call him and then his leg needs to be cleaned and wrapped and then that is it. I yawned and then kissed his cheek, before going and sitting down to watch, Spirit looked at Pablo and then pinned his ears, I stood and reached my good hand through the stall bars and flicked him on the nose, you behave he has not done a thing to you so there is no need to go being rude, Spirit snorted and walked to the back of his stall, I turned to Pablo I bid you good luck. I smiled and then sat down again looking at Spirit and then Pablo, I gave him a smile feeling quite bad that he had to deal with cranky, I sighed and then waited.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 21:39:50 GMT -5
I sighed. This is torture for me, what did I do? I asked, pretending to plead as I filled a bucket of water a little bit. I set it by his stall and stuck my tongue out at him before grabbing the wrap. It was a childish thing to do, but I figured it was the right thing to do giving the circumstances. I opened the stall door and slowly walked in. Alright boy, we'll do this the easy way or the hard way. If you do it the easy way maybe I'll give you a treat. The hard way will land you in the cross ties and I'll make you stay there for a while. I talked calmly, walking closer to him. Why did he have to be hurt in the leg that was the worst spot to be. I put the bucket down, just wanting to pet him before I worked on him.
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 21:51:25 GMT -5
Spirit eyed him thinking that he could take him quite easily, then he began to move around avoiding Pablo, I forgot to mention he’s not the best when it comes to wound cleaning, I smiled as Spirit moved around his stall and then tipped the bucket over, ok now Spirit that was not a nice thing to do that was quite mean. I sighed and shook my head, Pablo would probably hate me for this task but it had to be done, then something clicked in his head that Pablo had said the word treat, he walked over to him and stuck his injured leg out, now that’s more like it. I laughed, did I tell you he loves treats you give him one and he goes into a comatose like state just trying to savor the taste. I laughed and brought my legs to my chest watching Pablo work with Spirit, my arms wrapped lightly around my legs as I waited and watched.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 21:59:42 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes as he walked around. There was still a little water in the bucket and I mopped it up with my sponge. I was not going to put alcohol on his wound I would leave that for Sammie to deal with. You'll get your treat after this and if you don't do anything stupid. Like kick me in the head. I'm so glad you think this is funny. I said to her, pretending to be hurt. I quickly unwound the bandage, checking the stitching before dabbing at it with the sponge, trying to stay relaxed to not freak out Spirit. Making sure that I got all the dirt out, I wrapped it up again with a clean bandage. I stood quickly and wiped the dirt from my jeans. I walked out, pretending to glare at Sammie as I went in the feed room and grabbed a carrot and couple other treats. I leaned against Spirits stall, putting one on my hand and waiting for him to come over and get it. I fake ignored Sammie the whole time.
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 22:11:46 GMT -5
Oh it hurt so bad when he ignored me, So I stood dusted my jeans off and walked behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist, I see I have been traded for a horse, you two make a very cute couple and im sorry I hurt your feeling by laughing you are very touchy. I was only joking but I made it seem like I was not. I rested my head on his back before stepping back and to the side of him, watching as Spirit came over and snatched the treat from him, in almost an instant his head lowered and drool came out of his mouth as he worked the treat back and forth in his mouth, see what did I say its like hes comatose state. I watched as the drool continue to fall from his mouth. I made a disgusted face at Spirit, you are one strange little horse and one disgusting one at that. I shook my head as he finished it and nosed around Pablo’s hand for another one, drool was being wiped across his hand at the same time, I backed away, don’t you think about wiping that on me, I get enough of it. I smiled and backed another step waiting.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 28, 2009 22:32:28 GMT -5
I pretended to ignore her as she came up behind me before one of my hands wrapped around hers for a second. I loved feeling her around me, and I smiled although she could not see it. Having her arms wrapped around me was like pure joy wrapped in a bow. I watched as Spirit ate the treat, laughing at him quietly. I felt the slimy spit of Spirit on my hand and I looked over at her with a devilish grin before reaching my hand out toward her. Aw come on, it'll be alright. I said with a laugh, stepping toward her. I jumped toward her, reaching as far as I could to wipe my hand on her.
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Post by arzu on Dec 28, 2009 23:00:46 GMT -5
I watched as he walked toward me and then jumped, hitting me, icky that is so disgusting. I made a face at him, before I wiped my shirt, I will get you back one of these days, I smiled stepping towards him but how can I resist you. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist, now that we all have a piece of Spirit I suppose I should let you finish, I sighed but did not let go, I would let go only if he wanted me to. It was kind of fun distracting him from getting his work done, I let go and looked up at him, Im going to head back to the house, make some lunch. I smiled and walked out of the barn and back to the house, soon as I was in I took my boots off and set them off to the side I walked up stairs taking my shirt off and putting a new one on before going down stairs to the kitchen, which was my favorite spot in the house. Looking through the fridge I decided to bread some chicken breast and then put them on bread. I breaded four incase some one wanted one tomorrow, I put them in the oven and then started boiling water for a cold salad. Soon I had the noodles cooling in a bowl and the chicken was also out cooling, the smell from the seasonings on the chicken filled the house. I whipped together the salad and put the chicken on the bread, I set the plates on the counter and waited for him.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 29, 2009 11:15:27 GMT -5
I didn't say anything, just let her hold onto me as I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her there. I never wanted to let her go, but then I would never get any work done. That was counter-productive. I let my arms fall, a little disappointed, as she let go and hurried away, mentioning something about lunch. At the thought, my stomach grumbled and I looked down at it. Yeah yeah, whatever. I hurried away, wanting to get done with my chores as soon as possible. Instead of walking Sweets out, I rode her out with just a halter and a lead line. I always forgot how smooth a Peruvian Paso's gait was until I rode her. It was like a dream. We made it to the pasture gate and I opened it, backing her up so she had enough space to get through. I got off, murmuring to her in incoherent Spanish as I set her free. She jogged off, ears perked, looking for a good spot to roll. I let Fuego out in the same pasture, knowing he would not stand to be alone without his buddy. Finally, my horses were complete and so was Spirit. I walked back to my truck and leaned against it for a few moments, taking in my surroundings for once. It really was beautiful out here. Very peaceful and serene. I shrugged, wondering how I got so lucky before grabbing my bag of clothes out of the truck and walking back to the house.
The smell hit me as I entered and my stomach tried pleading with me again. It smelled delicious, but first I needed to change my clothes and wash up a little before sitting down to eat. I looked over at Sammie, See now that is a woman's place. In the kitchen. I laughed quietly and ran upstairs to change quickly before coming back down, all washed up and dressed in a clean white tshirt and a pair of jeans. It smells really good. I think you cook better than I do.
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Post by arzu on Dec 29, 2009 20:37:39 GMT -5
I sighed as he entered and went upstairs laughing at his joke, when he came down I took his plate, Im not for sure if you should be able to eat this after that remark. I set the plate back down but im not that mean. I walked around and pulled the bar stools out and sat down on one, right but I think you could learn. I took a bit of my salad and looked at him, oh ya I just got a call from the transportation company that is bring my new horses down, they should be here in well now twenty minuets I am going to warn you that what you are going to see is pretty bad. I cut up my chicken and took a bit of it, enjoying the flavors and soon I was done, well that was good. I brought my plate to the sink rinsed it off and put it in the dishwasher along with the other plates, I grabbed a foal battle from the cupboard, we are going to need this im taking the foal off her mother. As much as I hated it I knew the mother could not support her. So what do you think of this, I smiled, they are quite the pair and they are gaited. I smiled do you have an idea of the breed? I questioned him and waited.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 29, 2009 21:09:29 GMT -5
I put on that little puppy dog pout and then my face lit up when I was given back my food. I seemed to be enjoying myself a whole lot more now than I ever was. I dug my fork into the salad and took a bite, This is really good. I said, taking another chunk of the salad. I was eating quickly, I didn't know why. I nodded as she spoke, wondering how bad it could be. Where do you want to put them? I asked, wondering if we should put the mother or the foal by Sweets and keep Fuego far far away. He would be an instigator. Gaited, really? Gaited was always nice, especially for long rides. I thought about her question, but without anything to really see I could not guess. I have no clue. I put my own dishes in the dishwasher after I finished, coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist for just a moment. Tell me, please? I asked quietly before kissing her cheek and unwinding my arms from around her waist.
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Post by arzu on Dec 29, 2009 21:40:49 GMT -5
I smiled as he said it was good, im glad you like it, I put the last of the left overs in the fridge. He was engulfing his food, I smiled again, I want to keep them close but far enough away from the other horses, I want the foal next to her mother in a different stall and then I would like to spend some time with the mare and try to get her cleaned up and her hoof needs to be soaked and re medicated to draw the infection out, I sighed thinking about everything that needed to be done, well she will probably need a bath with some special stuff seeing her hair is coming out in places, its going to be some work but I figured that now we could do it. I shook my head and filled the bottle up with the special milk and heated it just a bit. I felt him wrap his arms around my waist, they are Missouri Fox Trotters. I laughed they will be pretty with some love and tender care. He kissed my cheek and then let go of my waist, I turned to face him, we should probably head down there, I will try and help as much as I can. I smiled and started to walk toward the door waiting for him to speak.
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Post by Nevvy on Dec 29, 2009 21:56:08 GMT -5
I nodded as she listed what she wanted to do with them, putting them in a mental checklist. I followed, putting my boots on, excited now but also a little nervous to see what these horses' conditions were. It sounded like rain rot the way she described what the mare had, and I didn't even want to know what the foal looked like. Such a short life and already she probably had a disastrous one. I never really saw abused horses before, my parents usually getting other ones that weren't because they figured that other horses were just going to be too much to handle what with the growing farm and kids and everything. Maybe this would be the first time that someone would prove them wrong. What is their disposition? I asked, wanting to get to know and be a little bit more prepared than before. And no you will not. You're already complaining about your hand and what else am I here for but to be your servant? I smiled as I followed her out the door. It was getting warmer out and the sun felt nice against my skin again. Easily I was sent back down memory lane to the day before when I met this stunning woman. Nope, wait, gotta get out of there. Right now its equine time.
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Post by arzu on Dec 29, 2009 22:18:06 GMT -5
I listened and then nodded putting my boots out and walking out and shutting the door behind his, Rain is the mare she is shy and sweet stays to the back of her stall she is nervous but does not spook, she also tries to be social but still is fearful of being hit so she will do about anything because of that reason, the filly Pandora is a in your pocket, causes trouble kind of horse she is spunky and spirited that’s about it. I listened to him as he said I was not going to help him. I am going to help you by feeding the foal and you are most defiantly not here to be my servant last time I checked I think you were my boyfriend, I kissed his cheek before walking down to greet the man, I paid him and then un loaded the horse, clipping the mare in the cross ties and the foal went into a stall two after sweets, I closed the door and held the bottle out to Pandora who greedily took it and finished it still looking for more, I knew I had stuff in the barn to make another one, so I left the stall and used warm water to crate the bottle, I feed it to her again and this time she was full and so she went and laid down in a corner and crashed. Her mother seemed to understand and was not trying to get to her foal she patiently waited in the cross ties any sudden lift of my hand she cringed and cowered, I ran my hand along her neck, its ok girl we will not hurt you, I feed her a treat waiting for Pablo.
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