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Date Posted: Sat, Dec 10 2005, 10:31pm PST
Author: Brooklyn
Subject: (She stood in the open doorway to the stall, having paused after making preparations to stop him. No one was allowed near Destin but her, even her family knew that. She was protective of her baby.. but when he handing the gelding a peppermint and knelt down in a professional manner she had simply paused and let time take it's course. Something about this guy put her at ease and riled her up all at once. Sighing, she exchanged a glance with the horse.. at least she supposed she did.. and looked down at Josh.) You familiar with this sort of injury? (She asked, in a dry tone, dripping with sarcasm. She thought it was sort of interesting that he had just dropped in and known what was going on.. he probably had no idea what he was talking about.. some horse people thought they knew everything.)
In reply to: Josh 's message, "
Well, I guess thats just the cowboy in me
" on Fri, Dec 09 2005, 11:34pm PST


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  • He shrugged a little, standing up and petting Destin between the ears before he stepped out of the stall. "Familiar with a lot of injuries." He stated, running his hand through his shaggy hair before he placed his hat back on top of his head. He didn't like to go around bragging about his degree or anything like that, it wasn't his style and he usually didn't even say anything about it unless someone directly asked. He'd worked with a lot of horses over a lot of time though and he knew a inflamed ligament when he saw one. (NT) -- Josh, Sat, Dec 10 2005, 10:39pm PST
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