Day One
I looked out the window and looked at the world below. It was amazing for the moment, then my stomach whirled. I quickly turned and focused on the floor. I was never a big fan of airplanes, but I had to deal with it to get from New York to Wyoming. I thought about driving, but I didn't want to deal with being in a car for so long. I thought about Blossom, my mustang from my first Mustang Makeover. She was staying behind in New York, but I was going to try and get her flown out at some point. I was awaken from my day dreaming by the flight attendants walking to their seats. "Cabin and crew, prepare for landing!"
I was able to get my suitcase pretty quickly, unlike last year. I had to pick up Buddy, my cat, and who knows how long the paperwork for that would take. I was a little worried about taking a cat on a plane, but everyone suggested I do since he doesn't do well without me and he interacts so well with my horses. After I finished the paperwork, which took a little under a hour, and picked up Buddy, who seemed to be only a little shaken up by the plane, I loaded up my rental car. It was a big silver truck, an older brand of Chevy. The place I rented it from had agreed to attach the two horse trailer I rented. I hopped in the truck and set buddy down in the passenger seat. He curled up and fell asleep within a minute. I set up the GPS on my phone and set out a map next to me. It was only about 10 in the morning. I started up the truck and pulled out of the airport.
I was staying at my cousins ranch. I had my own little cottage with two bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, and a spare room that I believed had a table, computer, washer and dryer and some other common household items. The ranch was about two hours away from the airport. I pulled into the driveway, my cousins Mya and Miley where waiting at the end of the driveway. I parked the truck and hopped out and gave them a hug. "Hi!" We all shouted at once. After talking for a few minutes I let Buddy out of the car, who was still sleeping. After he woke up he jumped out and walked into the house and fell back asleep on the couch. I unloaded the car and set up everything in my cottage. I then walked around the ranch with Mya. There was an indoor arena, outdoor arena, training rings, a fairly large barn with about 30 stalls, two paddocks, a riding trail, and two green meadows. It also had a creek running along the side of the ranch. Before I knew it, it was time to pick up my mustang.
I arrived at Cottonwood, which was only half an hour away from Mya and Mileys ranch. I pulled into the driveway, where staff was waiting for the Mustang Makeover contestants. After talking and filling out a short form, a lady with short brown hair led me to my mustang. My palms grew sweaty with nervousness as we walked around the corner of a building to view a small holding area with a beautiful blood bay gelding. My eyes grew wide in excitement. His coat was beautiful and he didn't seem to show any fear when I leaned up against the fence only a few yards away from him. We loaded him into the trailer with no problems. I drove slowly back to the ranch and thought of names for my mustang. I passed a sign leading to a bow range that said "Follow the Arrows!" with a picture of a bow and arrow on it. "Arrow! That's it! His name will be Arrow!" I said to myself. I thought of the show name Fast and Furious as well. I pulled into the ranch and unloaded Arrow into his stall for the night. It was only about 8 in the evening, but I was exhausted. I said goodnight to Mya and Miley and walked into my cottage. I plopped down in my bed and thought about Arrow. We had a lot of work to do.
Night Night Diary
Sincerely, Meg
