Post by Mackenzie//Jordan on Aug 7, 2006 3:17:08 GMT
so kiss me goodbye;;
Times are strange
We got a free upgrade for
snakes on a plane.
Fuck em, I don't care.
Bought the cheap champagne,
we're going down in flames, hey.
she hummed to herself from the Snakes on a plane soundtrack playing in the CD player as she drove her Black and red Dodge Ram hauling a 3 horse angle haul bumper pull down the driveway. She loved the song She could listen to it over and over again it wouldnt matter, she would never get sick of this song. She smirked pulling to a stop infront of the office. She got out a shriek whinnie came from the trailer behind as an antsy Nimbus a seventeen hand high Warmblood danced wanting out. His muscles toned and large.
sshhhh nimbus give me a couple minutes to grab your stall slip then we will let you out promise..
the steed snorted..as he looked around brown pools scanned the grounds looking for the fair mares sweet scent. He snorted again as he took a bite of his lush hay. He was finally calm but how long it lasted was unpredictable.
Mackenzie jogged up the set of stairs as she walked into the office She gave the receptionist the proper information she had to grabbing her slip, after a couple minutes she jogged back outside surprisingly Nimbus was still calm. she hopped back into the truck then headed to the barn where more studs rested. She pulled her truck to a stop then got out. she looked around then went out to the back of the trailer.. she opened the huge door then walked in unhooking the latch opening it as the excited stud pawed. He wanted out so much. She unlatched his lead hooking a Leadrope to his halter. He tried so hard to leave the trailer ahead of her but she finally gained controll leading the gallant Warmblood bay down the halls of the clean stalls towards his. The stall was padded for his protection and secure . The door had a plaque on it with his name and just his first line of his pedigree. he walked into his stall she shut it then grabbed his buckets and haynet making sure he finished his food and had some water. she walked back to the trailer unloading her other gear leading it to the tack room she found a locker pushing some of her stuff into it.. Her tack box was pushed to his Sall
Times are strange
We got a free upgrade for
snakes on a plane.
Fuck em, I don't care.
Bought the cheap champagne,
we're going down in flames, hey.
she hummed to herself from the Snakes on a plane soundtrack playing in the CD player as she drove her Black and red Dodge Ram hauling a 3 horse angle haul bumper pull down the driveway. She loved the song She could listen to it over and over again it wouldnt matter, she would never get sick of this song. She smirked pulling to a stop infront of the office. She got out a shriek whinnie came from the trailer behind as an antsy Nimbus a seventeen hand high Warmblood danced wanting out. His muscles toned and large.
sshhhh nimbus give me a couple minutes to grab your stall slip then we will let you out promise..
the steed snorted..as he looked around brown pools scanned the grounds looking for the fair mares sweet scent. He snorted again as he took a bite of his lush hay. He was finally calm but how long it lasted was unpredictable.
Mackenzie jogged up the set of stairs as she walked into the office She gave the receptionist the proper information she had to grabbing her slip, after a couple minutes she jogged back outside surprisingly Nimbus was still calm. she hopped back into the truck then headed to the barn where more studs rested. She pulled her truck to a stop then got out. she looked around then went out to the back of the trailer.. she opened the huge door then walked in unhooking the latch opening it as the excited stud pawed. He wanted out so much. She unlatched his lead hooking a Leadrope to his halter. He tried so hard to leave the trailer ahead of her but she finally gained controll leading the gallant Warmblood bay down the halls of the clean stalls towards his. The stall was padded for his protection and secure . The door had a plaque on it with his name and just his first line of his pedigree. he walked into his stall she shut it then grabbed his buckets and haynet making sure he finished his food and had some water. she walked back to the trailer unloading her other gear leading it to the tack room she found a locker pushing some of her stuff into it.. Her tack box was pushed to his Sall
