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Date Posted: 21:51:30 03/12/02 Tue
Author: Bart + Jackson
Subject: *Trots in and looks at the Western Arena*

*He hops off his large quarter horse, Jackson, and drags out a bale of hay with a fake set of bull horns and legs sticking out. This would have to do, since he had not seen any calves or bulls in the Ranch. He makes his way back to Jackson, who hadnt moved an inch, and mounts him. He circles him around the arena at a trot and stops him in a 'corner'. He gives the signal and Jackson goes from a dead stop to a full gallop and races towards the bale of hay with Bart swinging the lasso above his head. He throws it as he gallops by, and swings his legs over the saddle and runs over. Jackson immediately turns and backs up, keeping tension on the rope between the saddle horn and the hay. Bart walks up to Jackson and pats him on the shoulder* That was a good time, buddy. If there were any rodeos 'round here, theres no doubt we'd have 'em beat. We make a good team. If only there were real cattle to practice on. *He laughs than looks around, making sure nobody heard him. He must have sounded crazy. The only people he'd seen around here were the dressage and english riders. He mounts Jackson, and has him pull the bale of hay off to the side of the arena, than heads out*

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