Back from the show.... -- Weeping Willows

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Date Posted: 08:57:19 10/09/07 Tue
Author: Rhylie
Subject: Back from the show....
In reply to: Rhylie 's message, "Off to the show...." on 20:19:20 10/08/07 Mon

The truck comes to a stop in front of the barn as Rhylie hops out of the driver's seat. It had been a long, hard day at yet another show. Although it was in the next town over, it was worth the drive, Rhylie and her horses had won all their events. She had done Equitation, Hunter on the flat, 18" up to 3', and Equitation on the flat. Everyone loves to go to the shows just to watch Rhylie and her horses. She had been made many offers on them, but turned every one of them down. How could she ever sell such wonderful horses? Rhylie had agreed to train a few people, though. It was now dark outside and everyone was exhausted. Ryan, Ricky, Ryan, and Rhylie each unload a horse and lead it to their stall. Once they're in the stalls, Rhylie feeds them and takes all their shipping equipment off, while Ryan, Ricky, and Ryan remove the tack and grooming kits from the trailer and place them back into the tack room. Rhylie locks up and they all walk up to the house for a good night sleep.....

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