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Date Posted: 09:42:39 08/08/01 Wed
Author: Jody
Subject: Summer

I walk into the barn and strait to summers stall. I see her dozing in the corner and I let myself in, I see the empty bucket where the grain had been the night before. I call summers name and she wakes up, she snorts and stomps her foot.I guess she still wanted to nap. I pat her neck and tell her to rise and shine. I grab the empty bucket and set it outside the stall.Summer watches me and stomps her foot impatintly. I give her a questionable look and then decide she's probably just ready to go for a ride, she's been in her stall a bit longer than usual since I'm kind of late today. I step out of the stall and shut the door. I pick up the bucket and go to the tack room. I get to the tack room door which is shut.I push it open and step inside. I start walking over to my saddle when I realize my saddle's gone! I turn in a circle checking the other saddles in the room.
"Surely it's here," I say. Maybe someone just moved it to another spot. But the rest of my tack was where my saddle would have been. My saddle pad was still there. I look at the other saddles again. Nope none of them are mine.Maybe somebody just wanted to use it. My eyes flashed with anger, they should have atleast asked first! Still holding the bucket I run from the tackroom back into the barn. I run down the aisle seeing if any of the horses were missing. I got to the end and I ran back checking again. All of the horses were in their Stalls so nobody was riding them. I check over each horses stall to see if somebody had left my saddle in there. I didn't find it. I ran outside and checked around the barn wasn't there. Then I saw tire tracks. That's odd I thought.I always walk to the barn and Jade took the bus & I think the other girls walked or took the bus too. Come to think of it I've never seen a car at the barn. I fallow the tracks to the end of the drive and then I see the dirt marks on the pavement turn towards town. I gasp and let the bucket fall to the ground, SOMEBODY STOLE MY SADDLE!!!!

I stood there for a moment stunned. Then my shock turned to anger, Who would steal my saddle!?!? I picked up the bucket and ran back to where I first saw the tire marks. Then I follow them until I saw where the theif and turned around. I looked at the ground again and saw hoof prints and the bottom of riding boots, then I saw tennis shoe marks. I got on my knees and looked close at them, it was a popular brand of shoe, it looked like a womens shoe because it was smaller. I tried to think of which store in town I saw was selling them and I heard summer stomp her hoof again. Then a thought crossed my mind .... why MY saddle. There are ton's of others, but mine and mine only. I jumped to my feet and ran to summers stall.When I got there I opened the door half-way and then stoped. I shut it again and staring me right in the face was her name plate on the door. I latched it shut again and went to the tack room, above where her saddle use to be was her name summer. I finally drop off the empty bucket and I grab summers halter and lead rope. She seems to have quieted down so I bringher out of her stall. I check her over running my hands down her legs, over her back, alonge her sides, over her rump,chest and neck. She seems to be ok so I take her out to her paddock and let her exercise herself today.

I clean out her stall and go back to the tackroom many times. I bring summer back in and I groom her and pick her hooves. I give her hay and water and I go to the tackroom to get a bucket for grain. I go to the feed bins and I open up her grain bin, as I start to scoup the grain in her bucket I see some oats on the floor. I set the bucket aside and I get the broom and dust-pan and I sweep it up and throw it away. I put the broom back and go back to scouping the grain. I see an oat on the rim of the bucket and I flick it inside. Then I remember that the grain I feed summer doesn't have any oats in it. I pick the oat out and throw it away. I wonder how it got in there and then took the bucket to summer. I decide I'm going to need help with this and I leave a note on Jade's saddle it reads:
Jade -
You'll never belive this but somebody stole my saddle!! I think they knew they way around the barn pretty well, I have no idea who it could be but I'm thinking of staying in the barn for a few nights.Doesn't the crook always return to the scene of the crime??What do you think? Would you like to stake-out the place with me?
Jody

I decide to go home tonight to get everything ready, but will stay the next night at the barn. I check on summer again and kiss her goodbye.

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