*gallops flat out onto the trails, pulling on the reins, Rowdy's ears are pinned, but slowly he starts to pay attention and drops to a walk, not sweating.* -- Trails

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Subject: *gallops flat out onto the trails, pulling on the reins, Rowdy's ears are pinned, but slowly he starts to pay attention and drops to a walk, not sweating.*

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Drew
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Date Posted: 13:25:56 06/03/01 Sun

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<font color=navy>Buddy comes charging up the path, galloping almost sideways. His ears are pinned, though he snorts in stubborn humour. Slowing beside Rowdy, he prances in place, thoroughly pleased at coming in last. Josh throws down the reins, laughing. "I give up! This horse is too stubborn. I actually think he enjoys coming in last." (NT) Josh/Buddy 20:04:59 06/04/01 Mon

*laughs* Rowdy hates loosing... when he was on the track, if he wasn't in the lead he bucked off his rider, galloped to the front and won the races without riders.. *she shakes her head.* I'd keep some distance, he doesn't much like geldings.. (NT) -- Drew, 12:57:35 06/05/01 Tue

Josh smiles. "OK, I'll move him a little. This path's wide enough to ride side by side - with room for tempermental male horses." He moves the paint over, adjusting his hat in the process. "So, what's been up since I last saw you?" (NT) -- Josh, 14:36:05 06/05/01 Tue

You last saw me what.. five minutes ago? *she grins..* (NT) -- Drew, 13:09:36 06/06/01 Wed

He makes a face. "No no no no...Geez Drew," He shakes his head, but grins. "I meant while I was away - you know...umm.." He shakes his head. ((Hehe...when the game temporarily shut down...)) (NT) -- Josh, 20:17:03 06/06/01 Wed

Ate... slept... rode... Same things I do all the time. Where did ya go anyhoo? (NT) -- Drew, 11:13:12 06/07/01 Thu

He shrugs. "Back to Australia. My uncle wasn't doing so good." ((I'm making him Australian, now...k? Much more fun!)) (NT) -- Josh, 20:14:20 06/07/01 Thu

*nods* Cool. I've never been anywhere but the US and Canada. Is Austraila much different than here? (NT) -- Drew, 14:00:29 06/08/01 Fri

He shrugs, slowing Buddy's attempted bolt. "Not much different - warmer, drier...'Specially in the Outback. My uncle has a ranch out there. Sheep. He left it to my dad." He turns to her, smiling. "Lots of bird-eating spiders. Evil pests. One almost got me. They're poisonous too!" (NT) -- Josh, 17:25:58 06/08/01 Fri

*laughs.* Glad they didn't get ya.. Wanna race? (NT) -- Drew, 10:04:38 06/10/01 Sun

He fumbles with a stirrup. "Sure, I guess. Betcha Buddy'll decide to come in last again. But, I just might surprise even myself. There's a bend in the trail, and a side path leads to a small field. Race you there and then across the field?" He loosens his hold on the reins, letting Buddy pick up a trot... (NT) -- Josh, 11:25:08 06/10/01 Sun

*nods, clucking to Rowdy and giving him a nudge with her heels, the stallion picking up a quick trot.* (NT) -- Drew, 17:42:53 06/10/01 Sun

"All right, go!" Leaning forward, he nudges the paint's sides hard, sending the gelding into a canter, then a slow gallop. Taking the lead, slanting to the right as they take the side bend. Buddy begins to crowhop in excitement, slowing considerably as he fights the bit... (NT) -- Josh, 12:27:41 06/15/01 Fri

*loosens her reins, the stallion picking up a canter then exploding into a gallop. Drew leans forward, arms resting lightly on the neck. Rowdy quickly closes the gap made by Buddy starting first, ears pinned.* (NT) -- Drew, 13:26:12 06/16/01 Sat

Getting the paint under control, Josh whoops as Buddy comes alongside Rowdy, shaking his head in excitement. The side path comes up, and Buddy just turns into it. The field is up ahead now... (NT) -- Josh, 12:05:45 06/17/01 Sun

*clucks lightly, Rowdy being the ex race horse he is, switching leads and flying forward. He pulls his head down to buck* NO! *she growls at the horse, kicking him and pulling up his head. The kick gets her another burst of speed, even though it's not what she asked for. Reaching the field, Drew starts to pull him up, but has no luck.. Rowdy just running on, the bit in his teeth.* (NT) -- Drew, 14:56:07 06/19/01 Tue

Shaking his head, the paint begins to speed up, trying to best the hurtling Rowdy. Josh's eyes turn to Drew, and he yells over the wind..."You all right?" Halfway down the field is a slight dip, then it rises into a hill. Buddy slows as he comes to the dip, but Josh urges him to keep up with Drew. Rowdy had the bit and might go haywire! (NT) -- Josh, 09:36:08 06/21/01 Thu

*nods, yelling back* Yea, this is why he isn't a racehorse anymore.. Get away though, he won't ever stop if he thinks it's a race. *she sits far back, behind his center to attempt to slow the white, and jerks on one rein, hoping to pull him in a circle.* (NT) -- Drew, 12:28:06 06/21/01 Thu

He slows Buddy, aiming to let Rowdy win and stop his headlong rush. "I'll slow it down..." Buddy tosses his head, picking up a fast trot... (NT) -- Josh, 09:51:01 06/22/01 Fri

*Rowdy turns a wide circle, still galloping. She keeps pulling the rein, making the circle smaller. Finally Rowdy drops to a canter, and then a trot.* Wow, that was fun... I don't think I'l try it again for a while though... *smiles wryly* (NT) -- Drew, 09:01:41 06/23/01 Sat

He gives an apologetic smile, shrugging as Buddy slowed to a slow jog. "Sorry. It was my idea. But, damn, he can run fast!" He grinned, patting the winded paint. Buddy snorted, picking up his fores in a prancing gait... (NT) -- Josh, 13:42:18 06/23/01 Sat

*shrugs* No problem.. we are all still alive.. *she pats Rowdy's neck gently, who is sweating lightly but not overly winded.* He is fast, and expecially for such a little guy. (NT) -- Drew, 12:12:41 06/25/01 Mon

He nods. "Sometimes the 'little guys' can really tear up the track. I've seen some look as if they're flying. Tough competition for the lanky ones." He smiles, Buddy drawing to a voluntary halt, ears pricked. Mustangs? (NT) -- Josh, 20:04:47 06/27/01 Wed

*pulls Rowdy to a halt, the stallion shaking his head an pawing anixiously.* -- Drew, 12:12:53 06/28/01 Thu

[k!] -- Josh, 21:04:06 07/01/01 Sun

Josh's eyes roam the terrain, not seeing anything. Soothing Buddy with a pat, he turns him towards a narrow trail. "It's probably only a coyote, don't worry. It'll run when it sees us." (NT) Josh 14:33:44 07/09/01 Mon