teresa8oats wrote:Owner: teresa8oats
Show Name: Bottom Of My Bones
Barn Name: Baily
Gender: Mare
Breed: Knapstrupper
Color: Amber Champagne
Age: 4
Height: 15.2hh
Personality: Though I regret it, I must admit that Baily is one of the smartest horses I own. Her life is with all of the teenagers, who she spends her summers with every year. They are crazy about her and have spent hours without end with her. She is like their puppy, and they have complete trust in her. I actually got mad at two 15 year old girls who had so much confidence in her, that they brought her out of her stall and "lead" her around the stable with no halter. Of course, she was right a their shoulder the whole time, bet seriously, how dangerous can you get???
Story
Their was this weekend I was in my office paying bills, and the phone rang.I answered it, "Hello. This is Cottonwood Ranch. How may I help you?" "Teresa??" the caller asked. "Yes! This is her!" I replied. "Oh! Hi! I went out this morning to catch my horse in the far north pasture, and my halter is GONE. I had it personally customized for my baby.... I am sorry to say you have a thief. I was SURE I had tied it up to the fence near the gate. she said. I replied, "Well, it has happened before, but I will look into it for you ok? Otherwise I don't really know what to say... You can use one of the stables, is that ok for now?" . She answered, "Yha, sorry Teresa that would work fine! Thanks." "Ok. Your welcome." and I hung up. It seemed too little to get into at the moment, so I pushed it aside for later and stared working on bills again. About an hour later the phone rang. Again I answered, "Hello. This is Teresa From Cottonwood Ranch. How may I help you?" "Good morning Teresa! Could I borrow one of your halters? I went out to the far north pasture and my halter is gone. Their is actually only one here. Is seems all of the other pasture gates still have theirs tied on, but this gate is, well, none of them are their any more and I was SURE I tied it here. I mean, my horse is in the pasture." She had said it In all one breath so she was gasping for air. "Oh I am so sorry! Use one of mine for now and I will look into it later, ok?" I said back. After a little more talking I hung up, took a deep breath, and got back to work. I got about three more calls about that, from two more owners and the stable hand that went to go get the rest of the horses. Eventually I decided to go out and look. I didn't know what for, but I had no idea what to do otherwise. When I got out their I stared blankly at the gate. How should I know where all of the halters where going? The only halter left on the gate was Baily's. Our new mare. Why would that be?
About two days later the horses went out again, with new halters. Baily, Moondust, Liberty, and a few other horses. The next morning I received a call. I answered, "Hello. This is Teresa From Cottonwood Ranch. How may I help you?" "Hi Teresa. I am calling again about the halters, they are gone again. Me and Steve, one of your stable hands, walked down together, and the only halter left is Baily's.", it seemed she was holding back a giggle. I sighed, "Ok I am coming down right now." I answered.
I threw on my coat and tested my speed walk into the stable to grab some new halters. The north pasture was a long walk, and I personally did not want to go that far in this cold weather like I did the last time, so, I became lazy and jumped into the little tractor and went speeding down the dirt road between the pastures. Finally I could see the two figures standing at the pasture gate petting the horses. "HI!" I yelled. They returned my greeting with a wave. When I got their I gave the horses a pat and glared at the gate, where we hang our halters. None. The halter search began. "I will go look in the pasture." I told them as I bent down and stepped between the white gate. The horses seemed pleased as I jogged down the pasture. They trotted and cantered beside me, their heads high. I looked around. No halters in the grass. Now I had to walk another half mile(as it seemed) to get to the other side of the pasture. Ugh. I looked over at the horses trotting beside me. A bunch of young mares. I Reached my hand out to Baily's mane, grabbed it, and vaulted onto her back. She was a little surprised but knew what I wanted. I took her into a full canter, my legs leading the way. It gave me an amazing sense of freedom, the cold wind in my face, and all of the other horses cantering along beside us.
The end of the pasture came sooner than I would have liked, but when we approached, I caught a glimpse of something colorful.... I could not quite see.... I vaulted off of her back again and started jogging again. When I got to the corner, sure enough. All of the halters, muddy and some broken. WHO did this?? I shook my head and picked them up, slipping them over my coat, making it also muddy. "Who did this?" I said out loud to the horses. They all stared at me and the muddy halters blankly with their ears perked up. "Ugh, ok." I said and ran over to Diaz. She was not mine, but I jumped on her back and we cantered till we saw the stable hand. The other lady had gone back with her horse and one of the halters I brought. I held them high so he could see and he clapped. Vaulting off, I walked back to him. He laughed. "Where did you find them? They are filthy!" he said his face filled with glee. "They where all the way on the other side of the pasture. I have no clue how they got their!" I said as I started hanging them up on the gate again. When I was done, I jumped into the tractor with Steve, ready to get out of the wind. We where just about to pull out when I heard trotting hooves behind me, and then the clanging of halters. I whipped around. Their was Baily. She had already pulled one off and it was hanging from her mouth as she stared a me. She was caught. I took a step forward to grab it from her mouth, but she turned and galloped away with it dangling from her mouth. "BAILY!" *cluck,cluck,cluck* "Here Girl!!" She always answered when called. "C'm on! Here!!!" She turned around, and galloped back to me, bucking in thin air. When she got to me I grabbed the halter from her mouth. She gave it up and hung her head low. "It's ok I forgive you girl." I said patting her forehead. "No taking them any more though." She nickered as if to say yes. I double tied them to the fence next to the gate this time, and started to my tractor. As I looked back I saw her staring at me, her ears pricked. I pointed at her as if to signal I was watching her. She threw her head in the air and back down, her hair waving, and gave a whinny. Me and Steve laughed. "Never will I know another like Baily." Steve exclaimed. I nodded my head in agreement and hit the gas peddle, swerving off to my nice cozy office.
How the heck did you come up with a story like this?? XD
