Post by Sarah Richards on Nov 17, 2012 16:33:57 GMT -8
Sarah walked down the lonely alley. She heard the unique sound of Martin's nicker. "Hey buddy." Martin neighed and pawed his stall door. Sarah walked over to his stall and gave him a treat. Martin was caked with dirt, as if he had been rolling in the mud during turn-out time. "Martin.. Why did you roll?" Sarah put Martin's halter on and takes him out and puts him in the cross-ties. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna go grab your grooming stuff." Sarah comes back moments later with a load of brushes, color enhancers, and clippers. She got out the curry comb and vigorously brushed him. The dirt was no match and it all came out. Martin nickered in delight as he was being brushed. Soon, Martin was sparkly clean and in the peak of excellence.