by blackoutTaxonomist » Tue Mar 29, 2011 8:05 am
Teshia returned the wheel barrow to the barn and put it in its proper place. There was nothing more annoying then looking for something that had a place but was not there because people were lazy and did not return them. She was a nit picker that way, but I'm sure everyone else around the barn appreciated that kind of mind set. "Good morning Seth, good morning Kat," She said happily, "I'm just going to grab Boots from outside. He hates the cold and snow more than anything else." Her horse had a reputation for being sensitive to just about anything, so it was not surprising. "I'll be right back!" She called, strutting out of the barn with a chained lead line. Sometimes Boots needed a reminder that he had manners and had to use them.
"The stilly murmur of the distant Sea
Tells us of silence."
from The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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TRADING PETS FROM MY "TRADES" GROUP FOR THIS HORSE
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