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• He was brushing off Aladdin one more time and then checking the wraps on his legs before he stood and patted the horses shoulder. The horse was a powerful bucksin, perfect black mane, he was just a country western horse to the boot to match his owner. With a smirk, Josh dug the peppermint out of his pocket as the animal nuzzled there before he fed it to him. "Your spoiled you know that?" He questioned the stallion, brushing his mane back over his neck before he let out a slow breath, looking out towards the arena. He had the roping even first with Aladdin and then he had a bull ride later that evening... (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:39pm PST

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• (She had an expression of pure shock as Trevor's hand snuck down to her rear again, and this time she lifted the hand between them and shoved him away, causing him to stumble. He laughed as though she were playing and came back to her, making a comment about her 'playful nature' and getting a snotty response from her. Her eyes landed on the buckskin stallion and she let out a breath.. she knew good quality horseflesh when she saw it. And when she spotted the head of dark curls on the tall muscular cowboy she smirked.. firstly because she should have known it was him with a horse like that.. and second of all because he was the answer to her issues with Trevor. She sauntered towards the taller man, Trevor picking up a trot to keep with her and slipping his arm around her again.) Hey there cowboy. (She said in a flirting tone, shifting Trevors hand again.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:44pm PST

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• He turned from where he was checking the left rear hoof of the stallion, his movements slow and laid back - true to his nature - and his eyes slowly moved over her before he nodded. "Hey." He wasn't a man of many words most of the time but a slight glint of amusement passed through his gaze as he noted the guy who was trying to touch more then she apperantly wanted. While normally his southern morals would kick in and he would kick the kids ass, she seemed to be able to handle herself ok at the moment. He patted Aladdin's neck as the horse shyed to the side at the new arrivals, tossing his head a little as he huffed and pawed at the ground. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:56pm PST

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• (She took the moment when the horse's movements caught Trevor off guard to sidle over to where Josh was standing. Trevor attempted for a moment to follow, but the stallion's movements started him again and he crossed his arms over his chest. She smiled, trailing her hand across the broad width of Josh's back as she crossed behind him to the other side of the horse, laying a soothing hand on the male's yellowy skin. She liked the feeling of a powerful male horse beneath her hands.. they just had something that a mare didn't. She smirked at her thoughts, trailing her gaze from a perturbed Trevor over to Josh.. it was so much fun to get back at her boy.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:59pm PST

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• "Careful, he's a little highstrung." Being a stallion and with all the different sights, sounds and smells around him, Aladdin tended to get a little jumpy. Josh was clad in a long sleeve button down gray western style shirt and a pair of fitted wranglers, black boots on his feet and a black hat discarded on the saddle horn of the nearby black western saddle. "Didn't think you would be hanging 'round for the show." He stated with his slow southern draw, going over to the saddle to check it over. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 9:02pm PST

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• (She knew the stallion was jumpy, she had had Destin for long enough to know that male's could be very unpredictable. Unless they were teenage football captains.. then they were pretty darn easy to rile up. Trevor was eyeing the other man with disdain before he looked back at Brook. He was only using her the same way she was using him.. except he wanted her body instead of her reputation which was merely a bonus. He didn't like the fact that this guy was into the same things she was.. and that she had touched him. He shoved his hands into his pockets and glared at her. Brook smirked back, arching her brows as she looked over towards Josh.) Is he a runner or a cutter? (She asked, using words that Trevor didn't know just to piss him off.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 9:11pm PST

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• "Both, he's a money horse, raised him myself..." The stallion was multi-talented and when he was retired there would be a handsome stud fee on him that was for sure. His eyes went to the arena as the team roping started, he had a few friends out there but it wasn't anything he hadn't seen a hundred times and he didn't want to put Aladdin back in his stall because the horse would get to settled. He came back over, patting Aladdins shoulder before he clipped on the lead and went to take him off the cross ties. "Back up, Kid." He stated to Trevor, not bothering to look at him. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 9:44pm PST

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• I'm so far away.. and now I'm blaming you for everything. -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 9:50pm PST
  • He watched her walk away, shaking his head and working over the feeling that he had just been used as a distraction to piss off the boy. Shrugging it off, he saddled up Aladdin and replaced the halter with the bridle, patting the stallions shoulder before he mounted up and headed into the holding area. He was up in a few minutes with a roping run and then later was the bronc riding, he had a pretty light schedule for this run and was thinking of adding on a bull ride if he could get on the bracket still. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:09pm PST

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• What I'm looking for are the answers, to why these questions never go away.. -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:14pm PST
  • When they were up, the crowd cheered loudly - the quiet guitar playing cowboy was a mob favorite. It was if the stallion and the man moved as one person, Aladdin instinctively knowing what to do and Josh just along for the ride and the occasional guidance. They finished with a time under three seconds, much to the excitement of everyone there though he still just seemed calm and collected though a smile tipped his lips and he raised his hat in gratitude before settling it back down onto his head and easing Aladdin in a lope out of the arena. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:24pm PST

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• (She had been one of the cheering crowd, never having fully enjoyed roping before.. the man was part of the horse.. and it made her feel a twinge of desire for him.. the way he was out there. It made her angry with herself and as the horse loped out of the arena, she turned to walk back towards the trailer as if she hadn't been watching him.. but she had. He was so below her and here she was watching him and feeling girlish pride at his good ride. She wanted to yell at herself... but figured some time with Destin might clear her mind. She had to stop when the rodeo team opened the gate for him to ride out on Aladdin, and she tried to keep her eyes averted but couldnt. She had been right about the hat.. it made him look sexy and dangerous.. and she looked flustered at the thought.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:35pm PST

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• He tipped his head to her in greeting, a smile on his face as he raised up in his stirrups to wave at the crowd politely once again as the words to the song playing got louder. Good ride, cowboy, Good ride... He swung off of Aladding, patting his shoulder and then giving him a peppermint, laughing as the horse nudged his chest heavily, as if wanting more praise for his performance. He had about an hour to kill before his next event and he was thinking about that before he remembered her standing there. "Watching and everythin' huh darlin'?" He smiled, one corner of his lips tipping up. "Better watch out, might be buyin' you a pair of boots yet." (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:47pm PST

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• (She rolled her eyes, even though she felt oddly pleased at his use of endearment.) Couldn't miss a good horse. (She commented, resting a hand on Aladdin's shoulder and letting her longish nails play with the short hairs there. The stallion felt like a ball of power to her, which she supposed was another source of mystique to her.. she liked feeling safe, knowing something strong was around. She looked down at the pricey calfskin boots on her feet and smirked.) I don't think they make those boots in my style. (She said, eyeing the worn but obviously loved boots he had.) (NT) -- Booklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:53pm PST

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• Aladdin shifted his attention to the girl now, his head moving to nudge at her pockets, searching to see if she had treats for him too. Josh laughed, shaking his head as he tugged lightly on the reins. "Hey, no one likes a greedy boy." He stated to Aladdin who huffed and pawed at the ground in response. He gazed back at the girl in front of him, taking off his hat and running his hand through his hair. "The only make cowboy boots in one style...cowboy." He grinned, shifting to walk Aladdin to cool him down. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 11:05pm PST

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• (She laughed too, producing an altoid from her pocket and handing it to the stallion just before Josh shifted and her eyes lifted to him.) Since I don't do cowboy, I suppose that would be why I don't have boots. (SHe said, winking, as if she had explained something teribly difficult to him. If they made Loius Vitton cowboy boots.. that would be a whole other ballgame. She watched his hips as he walked with the horse and inwardly groaned, berating herself for her behavior.. she hated being a teen and subject to her hormones.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 11:09pm PST

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• "Don't do cowboy, huh?" He questioned with his low voice, smirking a touch as he cocked a brow and looked down at her for a brief second before he continued his walking with the horse, gazing down at her again. "I take it you do little yuppies who wouldn't know the back end of a horse from...himself?" He smirked again, teasingly, patting the horses sweaty shoulder as he pranced, not liking not being the center of attention - he was a show boat, that was for sure. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 7:25pm PST

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• (She had to laugh at his comment about Trevor.. the guy was jailbait.. that was for sure. She shrugged though, trying to save a little of her humility.. even if this guy was lower than her and it shouldn't matter to her what he thought... he wasn't her ticket out of this hole.) Trevor.. is just Trevor. (She commented back, sticking her hands into the back pockets of her jodpers and sauntering along next to him, looking down at her boots.) I would actually prefer it if he kept far away from Destin and the grounds.. but I think he figures the press might catch wind of it if he leaves the lil' missus alone for a little while. (She grinned at her thoughts.. it was fun to make light of her shitty situation.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 7:41pm PST

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• "You engaged or something?" He questioned, she seemed a little young to be getting married and definately not quite mature enough the way she was dancing around the boy when he was by her but he wasn't one to make rash judgements so he just took it as it went, content to have someone to chat with besides Aladdin for a little while. He was used to having girls flock around him, hell, back home he was the cream of the crop but here he just tended to shy away from company...he wasn't big on the social scene or anything. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 8:00pm PST

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• (She felt like the floor dropped out and laughed to cover it. What would she do if Trevor asked her to marry him? He was definitely loaded.. and would want her to move into a big home and be a trophy wife.. and she would have what she wanted, right? Trevor definitey wouldnt want her to keep Destin.. and that was a big problem. She looked over at Josh, a look of incredulity on her face.) Not in a million years.. (Well, maybe in six months when graduation hit.. or prom.. but she was planning on leaving him after she got her prom crown and was able to close that chapter in her life.) (NT) -- Brook, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 8:54pm PST

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• "Then he doesn't really have a say in what you do or where you go, now does he?" He smirked, more then aware that this girl that she was better then he was. "Now, I know I am just an old, little bit slow cowboy and I might'nt read to good or know all my numbers, but I do know a girls got a right to a mind and a life 'f her own." His eyes were sparkling playfully, he liked to mess with people sometimes, though it was never mean or malicious, he wasn't that kind of guy. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:12pm PST

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• (She found herself being pulled into the charm of the man.. he was quiet.. probably didn't even own a cell phone.. and he had a way with horses.. and here he was respecting her mind and her life.. it was too much. With a slight smile, she reached over to take off his hat, laying it on her own head, continueing the walk they had paused.. looking odd in engligh habit and western hat.) Maybe I like his attention. (She said, not sure of what she was aiming for. She was used to fending guys off with a stick.. not enticing them.) And maybe I would like him to get some intelligence knocked into him at the football game on monday night. (She retorted, sarcasm in her tone.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:26pm PST

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• "Didn't look like you liked his attention when you were hiding behind 1200 pounds of horseflesh." He stated with a smile before he looked over at her. She looked kinda cute with his hat hanging over her forehead. "I don't think a knock to the head will do anything for him...seems a little thick skulled if you ask me." He smiled a little, putting his fingers on the back of the hat to tip it out of her eyes a little. "Never understood that 'bout women, stayin' with a man that don't do her right...don't make her feel like they she should." (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:50pm PST

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• (She had stopped walking again and her eyes had continued to soften during the entire time he was speaking.. he was affecting her with his words. She had figured men like this didn't exist... Trevor was a means to an end.. a way out and a path to the prize she had her eye on.. financial independence and the ability to take life by the reins. When he stopped talking she just eyed him, her mouth opening but then closing again with a loss for words. She hated being knocked down a step and pursed her lips on a sigh.) I wasn't hiding. (She commented finally, turning on her heel and walking off a few steps, her gait haughty and the hat slipping down again since it was too large for her. She liked the smell of man, horse and sweat the clung to the felt, it was potent and made her even angrier that he could affect her so easily.) I like making him angry, he always comes back. (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:57pm PST

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• "Like an old faithful dog that no matter how many times you kick it, only wants to please?" He questioned, smirking a little again before he let out a slow breath and turned to head back over to the cross ties in between the barns. One arm hooked over Aladdin's head as he slipped off the bridle and put on the halter before hooking him and untacking him. He'd give the horse a bit of a break, give him a good brushing and some hay while he went about the bronc riding. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:00pm PST

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• (He may be an asshole, but he was her asshole.) I don't know about an old faithful dog.. (She said, realizing he had turned and hating the fact taht she found herself jogging to catch up to him with his long stride. She laid a hand on Aladdin's hip and tugged the had lower over her eyes to shade the sun a bit. Dog was the only word out of that that encompassed Trevor.) I don't even know why I am telling you this. (It was his easy manners, it made it easy to talk to him.. and she had felt the need to be around him, it irked her.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:10pm PST

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• He shrugged a little. "Cuz it's mighty easy to talk to a stranger about things that your not comfortable talkin' to someone you know about." He nodded a little as if in some affirmation about his own statement. "Keep an eye on him." He requested as he turned to jog into the stable and grab his grooming supplies and then come back out. He careful started brushing the stallion who was obviously now basking in the attention. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:17pm PST

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• (She had been just about to berate him for his butting in when he jogged off, and she rolled her eyes at the way she watched those jeans work. She had issues.. big big issues. Her hand ran over the stallion's side as she walked up towards his head, reaching into her pocket to produce another altoid for him, enjoying the feel of warm horse breath in her hand.) Why do I get the feeling you're the one keeping an eye on me? (She said to the horse, loving the soulful black eyes and the intelligent flick of an ear at her voice. She leaned back against the barn wall and administered a soft massaging rub between the ears for her new friend, while thinking about the stranger with the enticing blond curls. So what if he could read her pretty well, that didn't mean she had to marry him. Some men thought they knew everything.. well, she would show him that she wasn't as easy as he thought.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:25pm PST

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• He ran the brush through the horses mane, tugging playfully which caused Aladdin to huff and turn his head to push at his owners shoulder in return. A grin played on the young mans face at the playful demeanor of the stallion before he looked up to her again, smiling a touch. "He's a little...antsy, sometimes. Throws a fit when he's in his stall, makes it hard to let any of the other horses get a night rest I think - he doesn't like to be all cooped up." (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:40pm PST

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• (She smirked at the man, not many of his type did like to be cooped up.. he supposed that sentence could be applied to either one of them. She had a feeling that the cowboy would die if he was left to his devices in a busy place like this.) Why do you stall him then. (She asked, lowering her gaze to keep her thoughts on the horse, even though the man's hat was still shading her gaze.) Destin is gelded and I still have to let him run or he gets spooky. (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:48pm PST

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• "At home I usually don't, if he has to be inside I put him in the indoor arena but here they don't take to kindly to my stallion runnin' 'round and hittin' on all the mares." He grinned a little, winking teasingly at her before he checked the horses hooves, making sure he hadn't picked anything up in the arena. "He'll get plenty a chances to run 'round once we are back home." He really didn't live to far from here but he had just moved a couple of months ago and still was getting used to it... (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:55pm PST

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• (She smiled, letting her eyes run down the length of the barn towards the parking area, where Destin was prancing up and down his little private enclosure.) I bet he and Destin would have some fun together. (She said softly, the gelding was playful and strong and could run for hours it seemed. She was distracted by Aladdin's nose and laughed as he nipped at her pocket.) No more altoids for you, you're minty enough.. (She shifted away from the stud, raising her hand to keep the hat in place instinctually, her eyes bright as she looked up at Josh.) Think he's just trying to freshen up for the ladies? (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 11:11pm PST

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• "Maybe...he can impress the ladies just by lookin' good." he stated with a smile, patting the horses shoulder before he looked over his shoulder. "I am 'bout to go for a little eight second ride..." He stated to her, clipping on the lead rope and heading into the barn - getting the stallion settled with some hay and fresh water before he came back out again. "Gonna be hangin' 'round here for a bit?" he questioned, though he wasn't really quite sure why he cared. (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 11:31pm PST

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• (She watched him and the horse, unusually at ease with him.) Destin and I were able to place high yesterday even with my.. mishap. (She said, speaking of the fall she had sustained.) So, we are showing again today in the cross-country event. (She was excited about it, this event was the closest she came to the thrill of the rowdier rodeo events.) So yes, I will be around. (She found herself following him, unknowingly. .and yet with some purpose. She liked his quiet ease, even though she was spewing out private information like a drunken woman. She thought back over his words and her brow furrowed.) You're not bronc riding, are you? (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 11:35pm PST

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• He grabbed his hat off her head and settled it back on his own, brushing his hand over his slightly dusty jeans. "Why yes m'am I am." He winked down at her, tipping his head down to keep the sun out of his eyes as he ambled over to the arena. "Pulled out Mr. USA from the drawing, good bronco, bit of a rough ride, pulls some tricks here and there but a good ride none the less." A smile played on his face as he thought about it, it was dangerous, yes but he loved the thrill... (NT) -- Josh, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 11:38pm PST

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• (She couldn't hide the hint of fear in her eyes and the corner of her mouth twitched as she went to say something about him being careful.. but when they reached the arena fence and had to split up and just toed up onto a rail to see over and gave him a haughty smile that lit up her eyes.) Don't go breakin that beautiful backside. (The words were almost rude, the way she said them, simply to get his goat for making her like him.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 11:43pm PST

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• He smirked, looking back at her for a second before he headed over to get all set up and within long he was in the cage, one hand on the rail, the other wrapped around the rope as he waited for the clock to start. As soon as they were out of the gate the horse bucked harshly to the left, throwing him a touch to the side but he righted himself to complete the eight seconds before he jumped off and ambled casually like he didn't even hear the crowds roaring around him. As soon as he was into the hall though, he frowned, his hand going to his back. Looked like he might not be doing the bull riding tonight after all... (NT) -- Josh, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 9:33pm PST

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• (She had watched him climb into the chute with an unconsciously held breath. She had never watched this stuff up close even though she had been attending the event since she could walk, eager to see the horses. The belly strap had always seemed cruel to her, and she didn't enjoy watching man and horse battle it out. She had stayed though, because it was Josh.. and because she felt an odd pull to that arena. She had gasped and cheered with the crowd and had barely been able to stop herself from running over to congratulate him. Instead she waited for a moment, then turned to look towards Destin, who was contently chewing his hay. She really should be tending to him.. not gallavanting around and possibly harming her chances to win this event.. she needed this event. But her eyes landing on Josh as he walked from the arena and her brow furrowed at his gait.) Good ride? (She asked, knowing he was probably hurt.. men weren't supposed to ride like that.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 9:43pm PST

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• "Eight seconds, all that matters really, isn't it?" He questioned softly, tipping his head to the side as he smiled down at her. "Wasn't expecting you to still be hanging around here." So he said that to her a lot, he just expected her to be off doing her own thing by now - not hanging around a dusty old cowboy. (NT) -- Josh, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 10:16pm PST

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• (She shrugged at his first words, she didn't know if the time was all that mattered.. it seemed rediculous to have a sport based on staying on an animal that was capable of so much more than jumping around.. it was stupid and masculine and.. stupid! At his next comment her gaze narrowed. She hadn't wanted to hang around, but the fact that he had noticed meant that other people might have noticed too.) I wouldn't miss seeing you trampled. (She said icily, rolling her eyes and walking off towards Destin, who whickered and followed her around the side of the enclosure he was in, stopping at the boundary that was the side of the trailer, snorting as she climbed into the tiny tack room and shook her head, fuming a little. She had no right following him around, for all she knew rumors were already spreading and she would be the talk of school the next day.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 10:20pm PST

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• He couldn't help but laugh at her haughty attitude before he just shook his head and went back over to check on his own horse and sit down for a bit. His body was aching and he needed to take some time to get some pills, a drink and just chill for a little while. He figured he was done for the day, tomorrow he had some stuff going on with Aladdin, including a halter show to get the stallion some more breeding points...but he could think about all that later. (NT) -- Josh, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 10:33pm PST

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• (She came out close to an hour later, having spent most of that time checking her tack and going over the course she knew by heart. When she emerged, she had a tartan pack hooked around her waist that had all of Destin's grooming supplies in it, and she clipped a short shank on the geldings halter, hooking him to the trailer so she could groom him. She spent a lot of time on the gelding's feet, legs and back, making sure he every hair was in place. When he was beyond spotless, she set in on braiding his tail up, knowing Destin hated getting a tail hair pulled on the more rustic styled jumps. As she braided, she sung softly to Destin, the gelding's ears back on her. It was soothing to them both. It had taken her a long time to get Josh off her mind and she had to focus.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Wed, Dec 07 2005, 10:38pm PST