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Post by Joel Halls on Aug 10, 2012 11:38:06 GMT -8
As Joel was walking over to the entrance of the stall, she looked around inside. She got a whinny in greeting as she approached Breezy's stall. The academy didn't have as many students since back in the 1900's. The Halls great grandparents still tried to keep the academy alive. She sighed as she stood by the stall and petted Breezy's neck. She left the stall and went to the feed room to get something for the mare.
She opened a lid and scooped up some oats and grain, and then a half scoop of chaff. She mixed all the contents together with her hand and walked back over to the Polish Arabian. As she poured the feed in the feed bin the mare sniffed the mix cautiously before starting to munch some big mouth fulls. She laughed softly as she patted the mare's back and went to put away the bucket.
As she walked back she saw the mare finish up the whole bin already. She laughed again as she heard footsteps walk down the aisle of stalls in the main barn.
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Post by Rianna Daisher on Aug 10, 2012 13:49:34 GMT -8
Rianna walked down to the barn. Her parents had put Rafe away for her while she had put away her bags. The tan skinned girl pulled her hair back into a ponytail and fastened it with an elastic hair band. She netered the stables and walked down the rows of stalls as horses heads peeked out of the door. She didn't see her horses' buttermilk buckskin head yet so she figured he must be way down in the end of the barn. The girl just arrived that day. She turned her phone on vibrate unsure if they allowed phones even out in the barn. She had foprgotten to put it on vibrate that morning. The girl finally saw her horses's head as he nickered a greeting to her. She laughed and passed a women by an Arab mare.
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Post by Joel Halls on Aug 10, 2012 13:55:29 GMT -8
Joel looked over and saw a girl pass by her. 'Oh yes.. A couple of students were arriving to Willow Creek today.' She saw the girl before. She got her application papers on her desk that very morning. She then remembered. as she walked over to the girl with a handsome buttermilk buckskin horse. "What a handsome horse you got there, Rianna.." She commented in a kind tone as she added a warm smile. At that time she remembered that her name was Rianna. "I'm Joel Halls, but you may call me Ms. Halls. I'm the owner of Willow Creek Academy" She introduced herself as she glanced back over to her horse.
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Post by Rianna Daisher on Aug 10, 2012 15:32:28 GMT -8
The girl reached out a hand and gently patted her gelding's nose as he snorted softly. She turned as she heard foot steps. The women said hello. Rianna wondered how she knew her name but then she introduced herself as Joel Halls. She is the owner of Willow Creek Academy. "Hi Mrs. Halls. It's nice to meet you." The brown haired girl said to the owner of the academy. Her gelding bumped her hand wanting attention. She pet him for a couple more minute stroking his soft muzzle. Rafe defiantly loved attention. Her had a trick and would often do a trick for a treat. Sometimes he did the trick but didn't get a treat because he wasn't asked to do the trick. Rafe could Spanish Walk. That was the buckskin's trick.
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