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by obeisant » Fri May 31, 2013 11:11 am
Hawk wasted no time when the door was opened. Going with a full on run the dog sped through the door, off the porch, and into the snow. He happily played around in the thick blanket and the crystals that fell. He continuously H jumped up, trying to catch the ones that fell when he noticed them. His adventurous side kicked in and he looked around, with so much room he was finding it difficult to decide where to go. Eventually he settled with just walking through the snow, sniffing it as he went.
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by This » Fri May 31, 2013 11:18 am
Ghost wags his tail and bolts past Carson, almost running into the man. He sails over the porch steps with ease. Ghost lands soundly on his paws, not slipping like he used to. He runs around, and gags once more. He shouldn't have drank all of that water so fast. Ghost shakes his fur, smiling since no bile rose higher than his throat. He wags his tail and waits for the others, but becomes impatient and begins his trotting and sniffing toward town.
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by Dr.Holmes » Fri May 31, 2013 11:49 am
Carson And Chess
Chess was out the door with the other dogs wagging his tail watching Carson come out.The man was calling the rest of the dogs befor ehe just shut the door and made his way toward the path to where they normally would his the sled.Chess was in front of him chasing a rabbit before going after a bird than going after another rabbit.
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by universe. » Fri May 31, 2013 11:50 am
universe. wrote:Sniper Rifle jumped up to her paws, as he mentioned run. she loved going outside and darting through the snow with the others. as the musher pulled his jacket and boots on, she looked back. "Alaska-" she began but cut herself off. the red husky was not able to go, she had pups to care for. softly she looked from the room, to the front door. should i stay with her? or go to town? she thought to herself. sitting back down on her haunches. she couldn't just leave her here by herself, that was just cruel. softly, she rose to her paws and turned, padding over to the room where Alaska lay with her pups. "hey, have room for company?" she asked with a smile. her tail swaying across her back.
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by landofmakebelieve » Fri May 31, 2013 12:06 pm
Sierra woke with a jolt, then bolted out the door after Carson.

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by landofmakebelieve » Fri May 31, 2013 12:12 pm
Sierra bounded through the snow, sending it flying behind her. She barked excitedly at Carson.

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by obeisant » Fri May 31, 2013 12:15 pm
Hawk turned and ran after the rest of the group from his other direction. He plowed through the snow, rushing after them and catching up after a moment. He went ahead with Chess, although he stayed out of the way of the dog as he chased down a rabbit and bird.
Serenity went into the living room after the others had left and hopped onto the couch. As far as she knew only Sniper and Alaska had stayed behind and Sniper had gone to talk to Alaska in the room. She laid down and spread herself over the couch, only taking up a cushion and a half.
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