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Sajra and Paula
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Date Posted: 16:43:16 01/01/03 Wed
In reply to:
Nirvana
's message, "Okay, here we go." on 16:34:59 01/01/03 Wed
Not pleased at the stallion running alongside the fence he was running adjacent of, he makes a hasty elevation. As all four hooves plant firmly into the viridescent herbage, he gives a buck, warningly watching him.
Seeing the russet attack her stallion, she hops down from the gate and rushes to aid Sajra away from Nirvana. Staying cautiously away from his flaying hooves, she grabs hold of his halter before giving it a jerk. Leading him to the other end, she places him there before wearingly jogging back to the fence. Muttering, "I expected Nirv to act up."
The chestnut, unliking being placed elsewhere drops down before encircling the grass and devouring it. Few wisps of tail flick at the pesky insects, ridding of them from his coat. His ears swivel, listening for stray sounds while his hoof patiently scrapes at the earth.
Sighing, she sees the flies attacking both the grey and the chestnut and darts into the barn. Retrieving two bottles of fly spray, she runs back to her comrade. Only briefly stopping to hand Zoe the bottle, she climbs over the fence and slows to jog, in order not to scare Nirvana. Giving him a quick spray and than slightly rubbing it all over the missed spots, she gives a rewarding pat before returning to the gate and resuming her spot.
The gelding watches as the slim girl runs back and forth for the bottle before turning to the rider that had obviously ridden him before. He skitters sideways before rushing past Zoe, in a clear runaway from a delightful chase from the girl.
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