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Post by [[ a l e x a ]] on May 22, 2007 18:05:29 GMT 10
It was Alexa's first day at Mikoli, the new stable she now co-owned. The last owner had fled the country for unknown reasons, and now Alexa was to run this fantastic place with someone she didn't even know the name of! It was a warm day, and she was wearing a vest top and pink jodhpurs, pink half chaps and black small boots. On her head, she wore a pink cowboy hat, and large sunglasses. Her hair was loose down her back, and waving behind her in the wind as she drove up the lane in her silver Mercedes convertible.
She stepped out of the car and looked around. The place was magnificant and the smell of horses was welcoming. She walked in through an oak door with a plaque saying 'Office'. "Hello?" She asked loudly, seeing that no one was there...
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Post by » Skye on May 22, 2007 19:28:25 GMT 10
Skye stopped the large horse truck in the stable parking lot and pulled on the handbreak. She slowly got out of the car and walked around to the back. She flicked the switch on the back and the ramp slowly lowered to the ground. The truck had 9 horse stalls and a pony and two ramps. One near the front for the horses up the front, which came down at the side, the other at the back.
Skye's horse was in the last horse stall, next to the pony. She lead him out of the stall and down the ramp. Because the truck was set up differently to a normal horse float, horses could walk out forwards as well as walk in forwards as there was plently of room inside.
The horse was almost invisible under his cotten rug, neck rug and hood, along with float boots and tail bag. Skye tied him to the side of the truck whilst she got his tack from the small room in the front. She brought out a saddle with a cover, two saddle blankets, one white and one made to fit the saddle, and a bridle in a bridle bag, along with another three bags, no doubt bearing all the horses other gear and her helmet.
Leaving her rugged horse tied to the float, Skye walked quickly into the stable, looking for the take room. Finding it oppiset the office, she pushed the door open, and hung her tack on the spare racks. She slowly walked back out to where her horse was fretting and prancing in place, pulling on the lead as far as he could get and calling to the other horses. She walked slowly towards him, and lay a hand on his shoulder, causing him to instantly calm a little.
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