June 29, 2014
17:01
Cloudy with a chance of rain
A silver trailer, towed by a red truck drove down my driveway. My younger cousin cheered, and I grinned in satisfaction. My best friend stood next to me and whispered into my ear
"What are you going to name him?"
Shrugging in response, I directed the trailer into the round pen, where they unloaded the bucking, kicking gelding. His reddish-brown coat was covered in dirt, and I sighed knowing how much work we had to do. Shoulder rolled, hands griped the railing and I lowered myself into the round pen and sat in the center. The mustang immediately stopped, sniffed the air, and took off at a trot around me. It took about a good solid 30 minutes for the breathless gelding to slow to a walk, then a stop and look at me with curiosity. Ignoring the onlookers and the horse, I sat there in the middle drawing in the dirt.

"What are you going to name him?"
Shrugging in response, I directed the trailer into the round pen, where they unloaded the bucking, kicking gelding. His reddish-brown coat was covered in dirt, and I sighed knowing how much work we had to do. Shoulder rolled, hands griped the railing and I lowered myself into the round pen and sat in the center. The mustang immediately stopped, sniffed the air, and took off at a trot around me. It took about a good solid 30 minutes for the breathless gelding to slow to a walk, then a stop and look at me with curiosity. Ignoring the onlookers and the horse, I sat there in the middle drawing in the dirt.
19:30
Slightly drizzing
By the time the rain started to come down, the curious boy managed to prance up to me and sniff my leather jacket. What felt like a minute, was actually just a couple of seconds, by it was the greatest 2 seconds of my life. Everyone cheered as my hand reached out and stroked his forehead softly, and a small smile graced my lips and then he turned and walked away, bored. I laughed at him and he snorted and pranced away like a king... King.. Hmm..
"Hey boy! What do you think? Does King work?" I quietly shouted to gelding.
He stopped, turned around, nickered in response. King it is then...
"Hey boy! What do you think? Does King work?" I quietly shouted to gelding.
He stopped, turned around, nickered in response. King it is then...