Post by Cara-Jean Kitchi on Apr 30, 2012 9:44:33 GMT 2
Cara stood in the supply room of Luminoso Barn and selected the fork and barrow she wanted before walking down to where her two girls were housed. She knew that there were more than enough hands around to do all the mucking out easily, but she had always prided herself for doing her own work. That and the fact that her latest equine wasn't the friendliest at the best of times, eve toward her.
"Hello beautiful." She greeted as she looked over Bellezza's stall and a smile touched her lips as she looked at the bay pony who shuffled forward to greet her. She rubbed the pony's nose before she walked forward to the next stall. "Woah!" She exclaimed as she leaned back out of reach of the teeth of the skewbald pony who rushed at the door, ears flat.
Cara shook her head at the pony who instantly retreated to the back of the stall, she tail swishing from side to side in annoyance. The girl watched the mare, who thankfully remained away from the door, her brow furrowed in a frown. The pony had had a brilliant past, her dam had been shipped from Maryland to Italy just after she had been bred. The foaling had gone perfectly and she had remained with her dam until she was weaned at eight months. Her handling started early, but she was two and a half years before she was backed by a retired jockey, who then went on to teach her to jump. There was nothing in her past to explain her Jekyll and Hyde personality, and the girl had had Dr Carr give her a complete medical examination just after she had arrived so she wasn't in pain either. She was just moody.
The young girl shrugged her shoulders as she moved back to the Giarab's stall and opening the door, she positioned the barrow so that it blocked the mare's point of escape and allowed her to muck the stall out without having to take the mare out. She was thankful that the faculty horses were housed in another barn, as she knew that all of the adults did a double-take when they saw her tiny frame around the horses. Her past had given her a tiny frame, and because of this people were quick to think that she was a child who had wondered away from her parents, there again, most teenagers did the same thing.
"Hello beautiful." She greeted as she looked over Bellezza's stall and a smile touched her lips as she looked at the bay pony who shuffled forward to greet her. She rubbed the pony's nose before she walked forward to the next stall. "Woah!" She exclaimed as she leaned back out of reach of the teeth of the skewbald pony who rushed at the door, ears flat.
Cara shook her head at the pony who instantly retreated to the back of the stall, she tail swishing from side to side in annoyance. The girl watched the mare, who thankfully remained away from the door, her brow furrowed in a frown. The pony had had a brilliant past, her dam had been shipped from Maryland to Italy just after she had been bred. The foaling had gone perfectly and she had remained with her dam until she was weaned at eight months. Her handling started early, but she was two and a half years before she was backed by a retired jockey, who then went on to teach her to jump. There was nothing in her past to explain her Jekyll and Hyde personality, and the girl had had Dr Carr give her a complete medical examination just after she had arrived so she wasn't in pain either. She was just moody.
The young girl shrugged her shoulders as she moved back to the Giarab's stall and opening the door, she positioned the barrow so that it blocked the mare's point of escape and allowed her to muck the stall out without having to take the mare out. She was thankful that the faculty horses were housed in another barn, as she knew that all of the adults did a double-take when they saw her tiny frame around the horses. Her past had given her a tiny frame, and because of this people were quick to think that she was a child who had wondered away from her parents, there again, most teenagers did the same thing.