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Barn: Silver Sea Cutting Stables
Show name: Adoration As Always
Call name: Casie (pron. CASE-EE, meaning "clever")
Gender: Mare
Age: 6
Height: 15hh
Breed: Quarter Horse
Discipline: Cutting
Stud fee: 200c
First time she played in water:
The mare shook her head and dug her heels into the soft sand. Her nostrils flaring, she gave a distressed whinny and stared wild eyed at the young woman with the lead rope,
"Come on girl, it's only a beach," Tonta chuckled at Casie before bringing out a piece of carrot from her pocket and holding it tantalisingly just too far in front of the mare's face. With her feet planted firmly Casie stretched her neck and head as far as she could, but it was no use, Tonta just moved the carrot further away from her. Casie relaxed her stance and took a baby step forward, but still the carrot kept moving down the beach, towards those dreaded waves. It was a blisteringly hot day for June in west Ireland, the early afternoon sun high in the sky and heating the silver sand but Casie didn't notice because she could swear the gently crashing waves were threatening her, even at fifty feet away.
However before long the carrot was dancing in front of her nose again and she forgot about the glistening water, following Tonta's hand and the carrot with tentative steps. With reassuring words from Tonta she kept putting one foot in front of the other, until she felt something cold and wet around her fetlock. Suddenly she jerked her foot back in horror, but already the incoming wave was swirling gently around her other hoof and so she could only put it back down and hope it didn't hurt her. When Casie looked down it didn't actually feel too bad. In fact after all that stressing combined with the unusually hot weather it was rather relaxing, and slowly her ears came forward and she calmed herself. Without thinking she took a bold step forward and waded in. Tonta watched as the mare looked a little bewildered when she went out of her depth, but she glanced back at Tonta and began to swim from side to side. Soon Tonta went into the water too, laughing at the joy in Casie's eyes as she paddled about on the lunge rope.
Late afternoon the pair walked back into the stable yard, dripping, but happy. Casie enjoyed a nice hose-down before finally impatiently being led to the hay waiting for her in her stall, which she gobbled quickly. "Sea air seems to make horses hungry, just like humans," Tonta mused as she bolted the mare in for the night and headed for a shower.
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