[teresa8oats]

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#4947

Name: Ranger
Age: 7
Breed: Mustang
Color: Bay Leopard Appaloosa
Gender: Gelding
Markings: 2 stockings, 2 socks, blaze
Height: 15.2hh
Vice/Fear/Special: Though this gelding is beautiful, a dream horse for anyone, every time you put him in his stall he immediately starts kicking the stall walls. He could hurt himself doing this, and because of the racket he is making, other horses in the same stable are super alert and spooky. How will you get him to stop?
Notes: EEP! SOOO sorry! This guy is going to be a nightmare to do art of!

[ScarletFeather11]

~Claiming Post~

He's one beautiful horse Teresa! I'm glad I got this pretty boy. I love his markings. He's completely stunning! c:

Index
General Information
Day 1
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Week 1 Report
Day 8
Day 9
Day 10
Day 11
Day 12
Day 13
Day 14
Week 2 Report
Day 15
Day 16
Day 17
Day 18
Day 19
Day 20
Day 21
Week 3 Report
Day 22
Day 23
Day 24
Day 25
Day 26
Day 27
Day 28
Week 4 Report
Day 29
Day 30
Day 31
Day 32

~Only doing Weekly entries for the last five weeks c: Marching Band Camp and other summer things got in the way of day-to-day entries c:~

Week 5
Week 6
Week 7
Week 8
Week 9
Week 10, the Final Week

[ScarletFeather11]

Show Name
The Lone Ranger

Barn Name
Ranger

Gender
Gelding

Age
7 years

Height
15.2 hh

Breed
Mustang

Color
Bay Leopard Appaloosa

Markings
2 Stockings, 2 Socks, and a Blaze

Future Discipline
The mighty English being used as a children's show horse and as December's show jumper.

Status
Half trained

The Girl Training This Beautiful Mustang
The Diary/Blog Posts are all told from December's Point of View.



Full Name
"December Anna Dawson at your service."

Nicknames
"I don't really have any."

Gender
"I am 100% female my friends."

Age
"I'm 16 years."

Hair Color
"I'm a brunette."

Eye Color
"Brunette as well!"

Boyfriend/Husband
"I'm currently dating the handsome Ren Williams. He's my dream boy."

Children
"I don't have any kids."

Discipline
"I ride both English and Western."

Facebook Status
Finally got Ranger to quit kicking his stall. Were all so proud of him!

The Other Animals and People

Renier Cale Williams - Male -Brown Hair with Blue Eyes - 17 - Stable Worker/Groomer - December's Boyfriend

Emma Miranda Dale - Female - Brown Hair with Green Eyes - 16 - Rider - Best Friend of December

Zoey Alexia Layne - Female - Blonde Hair with Blue Eyes - 16 - Rider - Best Friend of December

Dylan Carter Kale - Female - Brown Hair with Brown Eyes - 16 - Rider - December's Best Friend

Riley Ember Adams - Female -Black Hair with Green Eyes - 16 - Rider - December's Best Friend

All Of My CWHR Horses

The Stable Map

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Day 1

I yawned softly as I got out of bed, hands softly running through my curly brown hair. I stretched as I got up then made my way to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of jeans, a plaid purple shirt, socks, then my boots from my closet. I made my way into the bathroom, getting dressed. I tossed my pajamas into the hamper then walked off towards my room once more. I stopped though when I saw my calendar. My brown eyes went wide when I noticed today was the day my horse was all ready to be picked up. I quickly ran down the hall yelling for my dad to get the keys. He was already outside in his red truck, the engine roaring and the old brown gooseneck trailer attached.

He chuckled as I hopped in, "Someone forget?"

I nodded sheepishly, "Yeah sort of."

He smirked teasingly then drove off down the driveway and towards the road for our journey to get my new horse.

~Hours Later~

I laid my head against the window as I rested my eyes. The large mustang was set in the back of the trailer, for once quiet. He had been kicking earlier which resulted in us having to pull over and check on him through the windows. Luckily he hasn't broken anything yet inside. He's head strong and seems to be a gelding with a small temper. He's beautiful though and I'm glad he's mine. He's a beautiful leopard appaloosa marked mustang and has the cutest grey muzzle. I've already decided on his name, The Lone Ranger since he was alone in the paddock when we went to pick him up. Ranger was quiet when he first saw me, not quite entertained by me. He only snorted and went back to grazing. He's not much but he's still interesting.

It took a while before we finally got home. Luck was out in the field quietly grazing while Bo was pulling a small wagon for my grandfather in the garden. Night was laying down in the pasture, grazing softly while Dixie was giving lessons out in the arena with younger children. Seashell was in the pasture as well, rolling in a dirt hole, whinnying in laughter. Stormy was hooked up in the showers, getting a nice bath from one of the riders. Diesel was pulling the wagon along side Bo, snorting quietly at the large flies nipping at her. Sea was trotting alongside Pepper in the arena, neighing softly to each other while the riders talked. Max was stretched out in the grass, half asleep while his tail flicked around. Paradon was in the field beside Luck, quietly eating while Kimberly brushed her pelt. Photo was silently observing her surroundings while her rider was braiding her mane and tail. Lastly, Fuel and Wing were chasing each other playfully.

I got out of the truck when my dad did. He had the trailer backed up in a small field fit enough for Ranger. I helped my dad open the trailer and soon Ranger shot out into the field in a small bucking frenzy. I hurriedly closed the gate when my dad pulled out of the field. In my mind I already knew, this was going to be a long summer with this big old boy who is quite wild.

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Day 2

I sat on the porch of my house quietly as I watched Ranger sniff the grass in his field. His first night went well with us. We left him in the field with one of the mares, Paradon. Kimberly wasn't too fanatic about the idea. She was constantly trying to get me to take the mare out. I though ignored my cousin and left Paradon with Ranger. The gelding at first wasn't much on Paradon. She snorted at him and he did the same in reply. I was up till midnight trying to make sure Ranger was behaving. Paradon eventually started grooming him, the motherly instincts kicking in since she was older than him. She'd tug on his mane softly every now and then nip at him assertively if he tried to move or kick out at her in annoyance. I'd only snicker or yawn with a laugh, too exhausted to do much.

This morning Kimberly had taken Paradon out of the field in a huff. She had saddled her up and rode her down the trails to get away from me. It wasn't my fault my dad and mom let me train a wild mustang for the summer. Kim could get over it. I sipped on my coffee quietly as I walked towards the field to fill up the water trough and feed Ranger. I walked to the field, water hose in one hand while the other held my cup of coffee.

Ranger lifted his head when he saw me. He tilted his head curiously as I slipped into the field, setting the hose in the trough. I put my coffee on the fence post and slipped into the barn to grab a bucket of oats. I took it outside and stood by the post where my coffee sat, Ranger about five feet away from it now. He snorted then crept towards the cup silently, tossing his head into it. I yelped loudly when the hot liquid spilled onto my back. I hopped around frantically while Ranger took off in a neighing and bucking laughter frenzy. I grumbled and glared over at the gelding as he instantly stopped, as if he could feel my glare in his pelt.

"What?" I grumbled at him.

Ranger nickered at me swiftly before creeping towards me.

I rolled my eyes softly and went back to filling up his bucket of oats even while being drenched in coffee from a grumpy gelding. I slipped into the field, careful of my actions. I though had my whip in my boot, in case that was my only choice if he got super aggressive, and a halter clipped onto my belt. I leaned over and set the bucket down next to the water trough. I jumped swiftly though when a nose bumped against my bottom. Little did I know Ranger was curiously inspecting me. I looked back at him, slowly and carefully standing up, my brown eyes gazing into his. Ranger's soft eyes were full of curiousness, eagerness, laughter, and a hint of trust. I smiled softly at him, carefully pulling the halter out.

"Hey buddy," I cooed as the halter slowly slipped over his head. "Easy boy."

Ranger was calm when the halter slipped onto his head. He only shook his head out then nipped at my jacket swiftly when he scented the coffee. I smirked over at him and softly pulled my whip out, only tapping his nose with the tip. I didn't slap him with it or hit, just a tap like how you'd poke a human. He perked his ears swiftly and ended up walking off, the blue halter fastened onto him, his name engraved on the side. I smiled and slipped out of the field. I'd take him into his stall tomorrow once he was used to his outside surroundings. For now I just wanted him content with one place before moving into another.




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Day 3

Ranger silently grazed in the pasture, looking over at me curiously when I rubbed down Dixie's neck with a brush. She snorted softly as she looked at Ranger. I walked over to the gate of his pasture, offering my hand out as I whistled softly, "Ranger."

He snorted and turned his rump to me. I raised a brow and just shook my head at him, "You're too weird sometimes boy."

Ranger only kept grazing, swishing his tail to the side softly. I cooed at him once more, "Ranger come here boy. Please come here bud."

After a bit of encouraging him and continuing to get him used to his name he finally budged and made his way towards me slowly and cautiously. I let him sniff my hand gently before softly rubbing his velvet muzzle, smiling softly. He was different than most. He was soft and gentle around others, at times. He did get a little rough during the night though. We had left Max in there since Kimberly got peed off about me trying to leave Paradon in there once more. Ranger though thought other wise. He had played too rough with Max and ended up scratching poor Max up. We had to keep him in the barn for the day to heal up.

"Hey bud," I murmured gently as I rubbed his nose. "You alright?"

He nickered softly as he pushed his head into my hand, enjoying my rubs. I smiled softly and kept rubbing his head as I used my other hand to adjust his halter some. He flicked his ears gently to listen to his surroundings, swiftly lifting his head though when a deep voice talked and arms curled around my waist. I jumped swiftly.

"Just me," Ren, my boyfriend of two years, chuckled and kissed my cheek. "So this is the famous Ranger you've been telling me about?"

I smiled gently with a nod, "He's handsome isn't he?"

"He is and the blue halter looks good on him. How long did it take to put on him?"

"It took about five minutes. I got it on him yesterday. He sort of pushed my coffee on my back and decided to get me mad. I walked into the field and started feeding and watering him and he poked at me back with his nose. I just happened to have the halter with his name on it in my hands. Looks good doesn't it?"

"It does but you better get him in the barn tomorrow. It's supposed to storm."

I nodded and kept rubbing Ranger's nose, "I'll work on gaining his trust a little more tonight then I'll take him on into the barn tomorrow evening."

Ren nodded then kissed my cheek once more, "Alright. Call me so I can help you alright December?"

I nodded then let him go off to do his work on my family's farm. I smiled to myself, I was lucky to have him. We met when he was first hired as a groom here. He took me out on a few dates and we just sort of clicked. This upcoming September will be our three year anniversary. I'm hoping he's doing something special for us.

Ranger nipped at my swiftly when I was gazing out into my own little world. I jumped swiftly and looked at him, "Sorry boy. Was I day dreaming?"

He only whinnied in reply then laid his head on the gate, softly swishing his tail from side to side as I continued rubbing his head and parts of his neck, hoping tomorrow he'd do alright in the barn.

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Day 4

I sighed as I scrubbed down Ranger. He decided to be a jerk last night and find a mud puddle the length of a car in his field. I couldn't stay mad at him though. We ended up moving him into a smaller field without any mud puddles for him to get dirty. He was being gentle when I stepped into the field to carefully wash him down with a cloth and bucket of warm water. I scrubbed him down carefully, murmuring soothing words as he looked over at me. Ranger flicked his tail quietly before lowering his head to graze. I finished up scrubbing him down and left him to be alone for a while.

I made my way to the barn after dumping the dirty water out and clean out the cloth. I set it inside the storage room in the barn then looked at the time 5:08pm. It was supposed to start storming around six so I had a little time to get Ranger in. Last night before I went to bed I had tried walking him with a lead rope which didn't work out like I had sort of planned. Ranger had decided he didn't want to move and tugged back on the rope instead. It took a few tries before he finally got the message I was the one to be in control.

I walked out into the field and grabbed Dixie and Night, both nickering over at Ranger when we passed by his field. He whinnied in reply to them before I disappeared into the stable with the two. I put each in their stalls then walked back out to grab Max and Luck. The two silently walked beside me before going into their own stalls. Next I went after Sea and Diesel then Bo and Paradon. After those pairs I went to get Fuel and Wing then Stormy and Photo. Lastly, I then brought in Pepper and Seashell. Ren was outside by Ranger's field, rubbing the gelding's head gently as he begged for attention. I grabbed the lead rope and walked over, clipping it onto Ranger's halter, "Come on boy."

Ren walked on the other side Ranger as we led him into the stable to his own stall in the back. I rubbed his neck gently to keep him calm as we let him in. I kissed his head softly then shut the stall door. When me and Ren were about to step out of the stable, all you heard was a loud squeal and hooves kick against the stall walls rather eagerly. I ran back down the aisle and found my way to Ranger's stall, frowning deeply at the kicking mustang. He stopped though when he noticed I was watching in horror.

Ranger hung his head slightly as he looked at me, whinnying softly as if he was apologizing. We tried a few more times walking out but each time kicking erupted. He stopped though when he saw me. I sighed as I looked at Ren, "I can't stay here during a storm. My parents will worry about me."

"I'll stay with you then December. If we leave he'll tear up the whole stall and hurt himself. Just stay here and I'll go grab us a few pillows and blankets," Ren answered as he looked at me.

I nodded gently then pulled my phone out and called my mom to tell her everything. She took a few minutes to understand but in the end just told me to be safe and she'd get my dad to check on me in a little bit. I finished off with an 'I love you' then helped Ren lock up everything then get comfortable close to Ranger's stall, keeping in his eye range so he could see me and not kick down everything in his path. Every now and then he'd start to kick but stop when he remembered I was in there. This was going to be a long night.

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Day 5

Last night was sort of hard. My back aches and I'm pretty exhausted. Every now and then during the night Ranger would kick at his stall then stop then continue. I had to keep getting up to calm all the horses down from Ranger's loud kicking. As soon as I can I'm getting him away from this kicking habit. It's not tolerated in the stable. It scares the other horses and could hurt the horse doing the kicking. It's just not acceptable.

I slowly ate my breakfast while in the barn to keep Ranger from making a big fuss in his stall. He'd glare over at me every time I snapped at him to stop. Tonight he'd be put in the field since there weren't any storms called for. While he'd be grazing I'd be going to meet my friends at the ice cream shop across from the Farmer's Market. Ren was busy so he couldn't go so it was just going to be a girl's day.

Once I finished eating I grabbed Ranger's lead rope and hooked it onto his halter, leading him out to the field. He happily pranced beside me with his head held high as if he just won a competition. As much as he was a handful you couldn't help but love him. He's so sweet when he wants to be. I couldn't stay mad at him long. I opened the gate, let him off the lead, then shut the gate back. He went straight to grazing while I filled up his water trough with fresh water and fed him. I ran a hand through my brown hair then left my boy alone.

I made my way to my red lifted up Ford truck rather slowly, hopping up into the driver's seat. I started up the truck then drove down my family's large driveway and onto the dirt road we lived on. After about eight minutes I pulled onto the main road and made my way down the highway to the ice cream shop. Soon enough I got there and my four friends' cars were in the parking lot.

I got out after parking and turning off my truck. I walked over to my friends who were already sitting down at a table inside. They all looked up when I walked in, swiftly getting up to get to the cashier, all craving ice cream. I ended up laughing slightly before ordering after them, getting a vanilla cup of ice cream with Oreo's mixed in it. I walked over and sat beside them all.

Emma Dale was the small, shy, brunette with emerald green eyes in the blue tank top and green shorts. She didn't talk much and preferred to read rather than gossip. Next to her was Zoey Layne, the tall blonde with bright blue eyes in the pink skirt with matching top. She was talkative, funny, and sweet. She'd never meant to hurt a flea by her words. On the other side of Emma was Dylan Kale, the chestnut brunette with sweet brown eyes in the blue jeans and blue plaid shirt. She was bubbly, tomboyish, innocent, and sweet. She wasn't into dresses or skirts, rather into jeans, shorts, etc. Lastly, the girl beside me with the raven colored hair and dark green eyes in jeans and a purple tank top was Riley Adams. She was bubbly, funny, interesting, laughable, and at times quite quiet.

"We saw your statuses about your new horse," Dylan piped up as she ate her chocolate ice cream with M&M's in it.

"Have you seen him yet? I know you were over during the day to ride Night and give him a little exercise," I asked as I ate.

"Yeah. I saw him in the field. He's a handsome gelding. You're one lucky girl to have him. What did you decide to call him? I know you texted me the first night that you didn't know what to name him," she answered.

"I decided on his show name to be The Lone Ranger but I call him Ranger for his barn name. He's pretty cool and sweet. He's gentle with me but does know how to nip if you're agitating him," I replied.

"Have you got him halter trained yet?" Riley asked as she looked over, wiping her mouth from when ice cream slid down her chin.

"Yeah," I nodded. "He was fairly quick to be trained with a halter and lead."

"How is he in the barn?" Emma asked softly as she looked up from the current book she was reading.

"He's...alright," I shrugged. "He kicks his stall and I had to spend the night with him last night to make sure he wouldn't hurt himself."

"When are you training Ranger to stop it?" Zoey questioned as she finished up her strawberry ice cream.

"I'm going to start hopefully sometime this week. I can't have him kicking and tearing up the whole stable. I can't spend anymore money."

She nodded before raising a brow, "How about we all go for a sleepover at Dyl's house?"

Dylan swiftly lifted her head, "What? I didn't agree to have you all over."

"Well now you have," Riley laughed as she got up to throw all of our empty cups away. "Come on let's go give December a relaxing evening with the girls."

Dylan only laughed with a nod and we all filed out to our cars, all heading to our houses first then heading straight to Dylan's for a nice sleepover.


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Day 6

A night with my girls was just what I needed. All we did was eat ice cream, relax, swim, do nails, and just talk. I blew off some stress greatly and now I felt new again. I laid back in my seat as I drove back home, Dylan behind my truck in her own. She wanted to come riding with me today and I wanted to maybe get Ranger out with us. I soon got to the dirt road then drove down it and soon to my driveway. I drove down it then parked, Dylan parking up beside me.

I made my way to get Diesel saddled up while Dylan got Night saddled up. We both decided on western saddles and bridles for the trail since one, we can tie Ranger's lead ropes to the horns on the saddles, and two, both horses needed to try western saddles since they were both English horses. Everyone needs to try something new.

I grabbed two lead ropes then walked out to get Ranger. He obediently followed me and stood still between Diesel and Night as I tied the ropes to the horn of the saddle swiftly. I got up into the saddle while Dylan did the same. I took the lead and rode out of the barn with them. We both decided just riding around the farm was our best option since if we went out onto the back trails in the forest, Ranger could get loose and we'd loose him.

"He is a sweet horse December," Dylan said as we rode. "And you said he was a handful."

I chuckled softly, "He is Dyl."

"Sure," she laughed gently as we rode.

Every now and then Ranger would try to take the lead but Diesel ended up nipping at him which kept him back. He snorted in complaint but followed the mare's directions as we continued riding. Eventually we rode back and Dylan got Night untacked and let him back in the field. I took Ranger out after Dylan untacked Diesel too and left. I made sure Ranger was content then filled up his water trough and fed him. I patted his neck gently then walked off and towards the house.

I walked inside and stretched out on the couch after eating a quick lunch. Dad was gone so tomorrow we were going to work on Ranger and the stall with Ren. Hopefully it all goes well...

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Day 7

"Ranger," I cooed gently as I walked out into the field with his lead rope and halter.

Ranger swiftly lifted his head and whinnied at me as he trotted over happily. I rubbed his head and slipped the halter onto him along with the lead rope. He held his head high as I led him out of the field and to the barn. I wanted to try and work him in his stall today after a quick shower since he got a little dirty yesterday night.

I slowly walked inside and over to the showering stall. He snorted swiftly at me but slowly obeyed as I hooked him up. I started off with rinsing his pelt off first. Fortunately, he stayed still, looking around curiously as some horses were walked in every now and then. I scrubbed down his spotted pelt with soap. I patted his neck gently to keep him calm then rinsed off all the soap. I brushed him down softly then led him towards the stall, Ren already there waiting on me.

"You ready?" he asked me as I walked Ranger over.

I nodded gently then slowly walked Ranger inside then backed out carefully, shutting his door closed. I stood with Ren, frowning swiftly when Ranger bucked and tried to kick around, whinnying loudly. I swiftly snuck my hand inside, "Ranger, whoa boy."

He didn't lift his head, too busy into kicking and bucking around. I frowned and looked around for some treats, hoping they would work. I swiftly stuck my hand in with an apple slice, sighing softly in relief when Ranger slowly stopped and took the apple.

I rubbed his head softly as I praised him, "Good boy."

I rubbed his head more as he ate the apple slice, momentarily forgetting what he was doing. I sighed as I glanced at Ren, "We have to break him of this habit. He's going to hurt himself."

"Where is he kicking the most?" he asked as he looked at me.

"The right wall," I answered. "I'm going to have to get my dad to order padded mats to put there. Maybe it'll wean him off it along with the help of treats."

He nodded and rubbed my back softly, "I'll see if there are any mats down at the supply store."

I nodded in return and kept trying to get Ranger to stop every now and then for a while. Eventually I couldn't handle the stress and took him back out to the field. He laid his head on my shoulder gently as I walked him out. I kissed his nose softly to show I wasn't mad at him then turned him out. He whinnied softly and nibbled on the grass. I made sure he had water then walked up to the house. I slipped inside, went off to shower, got changed into pajamas, then sat at the dinner table with my mom Willa, dad Jacob, little brother Hale, and little sister Amy.

"How's everything going with Ranger?" my dad asked as we ate.

I shrugged softly, "Good except he's terrible in the barn. He keeps kicking and it's hard to stop."

"Where is he kicking December?" my mom asked.

"The right side is the only spot he's kicking."

"Do you think he's in pain at all?" my dad asked once more.

I shrugged, "Maybe. Call the vet up tomorrow and see if they can come out and check on him."

He nodded gently, "I'll do that first thing in the morning."

"Can you buy me some padded mats too for the stall? Please dad? I really need them for Ranger," I asked, basically begging.

After a lot of discussion with mom and a lot of thought he sighed as he looked at me, "Fine December. I'll give you money to go out tomorrow and get them."

I grinned widely and got up to hug them both, "Thank you! Thank you!"

They hugged me back with a soft nod and smile before we all went back to eating.