S a n d y B e a c h A d o p t s
Your vans pulls up to a warm-looking place with paddocks on either side, filled with all sorts of horses. One paddock is filled with big-bellied mares, some of them with playful foals bouncing at their hooves. The paddocks down the far end are filled with stunning stallions calling out their battle cries and prancing about for the filles. The paddocks closest to the jaw-opening grand stables are packed with gangly yearlings and other young horses in their prime. You look up ahead of you to see a large sign, with curly golden letters on it reading: Sandy Beach Stables. You smile, knowing that you will come in without a horse, but leave with one.
A tall woman with brown, wavy hair greets you as you come out of your van. "I see you have come looking for a horse. Well, you've come to the right place! Here at Sandy Beach we breed and raise champions and companions, and when the time comes, they will go to their new homes." She turns her head to one of the pastures. "Would you like to see some of the ones for adoption?" She waits for your nod before leading you to the paddocks filled with all sorts of wonderful horses. A few of them trot eagerly up to the fence.
Your vans pulls up to a warm-looking place with paddocks on either side, filled with all sorts of horses. One paddock is filled with big-bellied mares, some of them with playful foals bouncing at their hooves. The paddocks down the far end are filled with stunning stallions calling out their battle cries and prancing about for the filles. The paddocks closest to the jaw-opening grand stables are packed with gangly yearlings and other young horses in their prime. You look up ahead of you to see a large sign, with curly golden letters on it reading: Sandy Beach Stables. You smile, knowing that you will come in without a horse, but leave with one.
A tall woman with brown, wavy hair greets you as you come out of your van. "I see you have come looking for a horse. Well, you've come to the right place! Here at Sandy Beach we breed and raise champions and companions, and when the time comes, they will go to their new homes." She turns her head to one of the pastures. "Would you like to see some of the ones for adoption?" She waits for your nod before leading you to the paddocks filled with all sorts of wonderful horses. A few of them trot eagerly up to the fence.





