2013-01-02

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He was living it up in her home town, "pretty sweet spot." She wanted to relax together on Saturday nite... could you have a date night to stay in? ha.

The good news about water schooling is that its good weather to fall off in. Mud's soft at least.
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The other day the red horse (one of Jill's favourites at the morning place) was a little anxious to get out. he was kicking the stall front and never taking his eyes off Jill... so she put the shank on him and they headed out a little earlier than usual.

It was a cool morning, and the wind was up his butt, and the junk man was driving the tractor around making weird spooky noises and red was quick and acting up. Jill made him stop, halt, everytime he tried to bolt, except for the one time she made him walk a circle. even in front of the boss, who did not want the racehorse instinct petted out of any of the ponies. Yet Jillsinsisted the red horse offer her these basic curtesies of training. "You are too big to be a rude horse" she told him, carrot in her pocket... She was the one who got the most out of that beast. Red was the type of horse who refused to be bullied. And, he was really smart. She worried that he was too smart to be a racehorse...

When he behaved enough that they finally made it to paddock, she opened the gate and they started to walk in briskly together -- but the rubber matt was wet and Jill's boots were muddy and she took a big super skid -- like high speed surprise water skiing with a horse for a tow. Which spooked Red and negated all the calming down she had done on the way there. h a.

Luckily, she and Red both found it funny.