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Date Posted: Thu, Nov 24 2005, 10:29pm PST
Author: Josh
Subject: He watched them with some slight intrest though he really thought it was all a waste of time he wouldn't say that outloud. He wasn't one to offend people, he would rather just keep things quiet and to himself. He wasn't big into causing drama. They looked nice, that was for sure, but he wasn't really sure what they were accomplishing, this sort of deal wasn't useful for anything...other then to make a horse look a little bit silly, in his mind.
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  • (She got down from the gelding and had him untacked within moments of pulling up alonside the trailer. As she hooked the bridle up into it's carrying bag she realized how dizzy she felt from the heat and took her jacket off. Destin was excited from his win and had built up a white lather around the saddle pad, so she bent down to pick up a few baby wipes from her tack trunk to wipe down the spots- she would hot wash him when they got home later in the evening. For now, he just had to be smooth enough to wear his cool down sheet. She felt as though her eyes kept trying to cross though, and she paused with her hand on Destin's shoulder to take a deep breath. Blinking, she tried to focus her gaze on the gelding's halter tag, but was unable to.. and her last thought was that once again she was going to fall down in front of everyone as she slowly slumped down to the ground, her eyes losing complete focus and her mind going blank.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Thu, Nov 24 2005, 10:42pm PST
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