11-29-2013, 08:32 PM
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“Why is he so grumpy?” She asked no one in particular but since Jason Cutter was the only other person in the barn, he naturally assumed the question was aimed at him.
“We’re pushing him to hard. He’s a nasty little beast right now but if we’d back off and move at his pace, we’d have a right nice horse.” The horse pinned his ears as he tightened the girth. He tried to reach over and take a chunk out of Jakes arm but Lacey pulled his head forward.
“Then why push so hard?” She asked. It seemed like a simple enough solution. Take a step back and give the horse room to breath.
“Dad.” He shrugged his shoulders. It was becoming clear that the two Cutter men did not always see eye to eye on breeding and training practices. He handed her a bridle, then grabbed a halter from the rack on the wall and headed off to find another horse. Lacey struggled with the feisty beast for a few minutes but didn’t have a big problem getting it on. She turned around just as Mr. Cutter came up from the ring, ready to trade horses.
“Think I heard an extra clink in his step.” Mr. Cutter said. “Check the shoe, if it’s loose, call Gene.” He grumbled as he left her with a tired animal.
“Yes sir.” Lacey uncinched the saddle and following Jakes example, she let it fall to the ground. It landed with a thump beneath the gelding’s belly. The horse snorted lightly and shifted to the side but other than that, showed no signs of upset. She tied him for a moment while she picked the dirt form his feet and jiggled his shoes. Sure enough, the right front had pulled loose.