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Subject: Beau canters down the trail friskily with Tabby on his back


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Beau
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Date Posted: 15:10:45 01/25/02 Fri

He remembers his ride with Jenifer and how she loved to run and he completely forgot he had a beginner on his back. He took off running, clip clopping of hooves ringing through the woods. He snorts and whinnies, and all his noises echo. He suddenly throws his head up and slides to a stop, because the reins had been jerked. He didn't know if she had wanted him to stop or not, but the signal was signaled. Looking at her out of the corner of her eye, he snorts and a puff of smoky gray breath comes out of his nose. He breathes lightly and chews on the bit as she decidedd what she wanted to do. Finally, getting impatient he rears, lashing his feet out at the sky and lacing his ears against his head. The white of his eyes show as his chestnut mane whips in Tabby's face. Finally, dropping to the ground again, he bucks lightly and takes off running at full speed down the trail, then ripping into the woods and jumping logs and streams on the way to his favorite place. A little icy, but not much he starts to slip. Beau regains his footing and takes off across a wither high wheat field unaware of the things below him. But, he does not care as he gallops full speed in his smooth gait. His lines show purebred Thorooughbred. He comes to a meadow and halts, sliding on the icy grass. He chews on the bit more and pins his ears against his head as he sniffs things. "What now Tabby?" He asks, as if he did nothing at all. He stamps his hoof impatiently and begins to dig a hole in the ground with his front left hoof. He snorts and neighs sharply, waiting for her reaction to his question...

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*Rubs the back of his neck*Tabby13:08:03 01/26/02 Sat


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