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Post by tonkatoy on Nov 22, 2010 7:19:05 GMT -5
Griffon Stone
Right now he would have been herding the cows out to the big back pasture, the one farthest away from the barn and yard where the steer were kept. Thats why he had always loved this time of year more than any other, the long rides. Before only got a chance to practice for shows with his horse maybe once all the chores for the day had been done. Now he still had chores but compared to what he used to have to do he was getting enough freetime to make up for twelve years of working all day. He still sat in Cisco's saddle, but he wasn't driving cattle today, he was in an arena, with three barrels set in the middle. Griffon grinned, he loved barrel racing, so did Cisco who was all about the galloping. He warmed up real quick walking jogging and loping around the ring for a few circuits each in both directions before asking for a gallop. He leaned forward slightly in the saddle his blonde hair flapping loose partly because his white hat had flown off several seconds ago. They came up and whirled around the first barrel, slowing down ever so slightly so they wouldn't crash. Then a sprint to the second barrel, and circle. They repeated it over several more times until a froth began to build on the gray's chest and his breath came in hard blows. Griffon guided him out to the rail with a gentle movement of the hand that held the reins and a litle bit of leg and let Cisco walk out.
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