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Date Posted: 14:50:51 09/25/07 Tue
Author: bethan (:()
Subject: Re: jamie?
In reply to: bethan 's message, "Re: jamie?" on 14:04:05 09/22/07 Sat

>the next day bethan wakes bright and early (around
>4:00am)to excersise some of the horses. she gets
>dressed, has breakfast and while walking to the
>stables thinks of which horses to ride.She finally
>decided to ride Fundamental Feelings (Felix),
>Tinkerbell, Totally Naked (Ned) and Eye of The Tiger
>(Tiger). she strode towards the feed shed and started
>making up feeds. she changed Tiger's and Prince's,
>Tiger's to some higher performance feed and Prince's
>to Gumnuts(tm) for older ponies. as she scooped out
>the Gumnuts she sighed sadly. Prince, her little baby
>Princie was getting old. she fed all the horses and
>when all the rugs were adjusted she went out to find
>Felix.
>Just as she had suspected, he was standing in the
>feild, shaking, legs braced, with his rug upside-down
>around his belly. she sighed. "Come on you silly
>chook!" she called over to him, but he just snorted
>anxiously, waiting for her to come over. she went to
>him and adjusted the rug. she led him to his box and
>took the neck extension off whilst brushing his neck,
>and carried on doing so in quarters. his short coat
>was easy to groom because of the rugs and the frequent
>riding. she slipped out and grabbed the tack. she
>tacked him up quickly and led him out to the sand
>arena. he snorted at the sand and striked out at it,
>pinning his ears back. she sighed. he did this
>everyday. "come on!" she called, letting go of the
>reins and walking into the middle, Felix trotting
>after her. she got on to the towering gelding and
>quickly adjusted the stirrups. once she had warmed up,
>walking and trotting serpentines and figure-eights,
>she asked for flexion, collection, extension,
>side-pass, leg-yeild, flying changes etc. After about
>an hour he was responsive and supple so she started
>jumping. a small, 75cm course at first, no hard bends
>or anything to start off with. he flew over thhem with
>ease. she decided to cool him down now as he was
>getting very worked up, jogging on the spot. she
>firmly got him to stop it and cooled down.
>once he was fed and in his stall she found Tinkerbells
>small hacking saddle and a delicate snaffle bridle and
>sliid into the small light palominos stall. she
>brushed her in quarters so she wouldnt get cold in the
>early morning frost and gently tacked up.she took her
>to the jumping arena for a change and when Tinkerbelll
>saw the jumps she started to jog around. bethan warmed
>her up until she was being sensible and began to jump.
>after 45 minutes she stopped, cooled down, put the
>lightweight rugs on and fetched Ned's tack.
>Ned (Totally Naked) was a cremello stallion, out of 2
>Paint parents, beautiful blue eyes and pink skin. she
>got his saddle, a large jumping one, and his bridle, a
>well-oiled leather snaffle bridle, and went to his
>stall. he was quite small, only about 15hh, but the
>way he held his head made him look much higher. she
>had to stand on a crate to reach his mane to brush it,
>as he wouldnt put his neck down for too long. she
>groomed, tacked up and decided to go for a
>cross-country trail. she warmed up in the arena,
>serpentines, some lateral work and a few small jumps,
>before she hit the trails. she chose a long trail with
>lots of jumps and lots of fast parts, whick Ned
>excelled in. she started off at a slow canter, Neds
>head high as soon as he saw a jump. he popped over it
>effortlessly. and so it continued, a gallop here and
>there, and many effortless jumps. when she was done
>she walked him along a smaller trial and took him
>back. the sun was rising but it was still chilly, so
>she put a few lightweight rugs on and let him into
>the paddock.she watched him gallop around the paddock
>for a few minutes and fetched Tigers tack.
>The outrageous skewbald paint stallion stuck his neck
>over the fence and whinnies, sending a chorus of
>replies around the yard. she laughed and ruffled his
>mane, clipping a leadrope onto his halter and leading
>him to an empty stall. she brushed his strange, oddly
>patterned coat, tracing the outside of the patches
>with her fingers, and tacked him up in a snaffle
>bridle with a brightly colored browband with "TIGER"
>stitched into it, and a jumping saddle with a saddle
>cloth that matched his browband. she took him to the
>sand arena and got on (With the help of a mounting
>block) to the 17.2hh stallion. she warmed up, just
>trotting and walking circles, and began to jump. every
>round she raised the bars, but he just soared over
>them. 1.10m, 1.15m, 1.20m, 1.30m, 1.50m, he just flew
>over them like they were trotting poles. she stopped
>after an hour and rubbed him down, then she let him
>into the paddock.
>she fed all of the horses that had been ridden and
>went inside for breakfast. after a few hours it was
>almost time to go. she got dressed into fish-net
>stockings and a pair of short shorts with a flurescent
>orange top with "EYE OF THE TIGER" printed across thhe
>top, a tiger with its mouth open in mid-roar, and
>along the bottom was "SURVIVOR". she hopped into the
>car and went to pick Jamie up.
ooc : u there?

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