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        06-18-2009, 02:44 PM
      #11
    Green Broke
    I'm diggin it! Keep 'er comin!
         
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        06-18-2009, 06:04 PM
      #12
    Weanling
    Awesome can't wait to hear more!
         
        06-19-2009, 03:39 PM
      #13
    Foal
    I LOVE IT! *waits impatiently for more*

    You are doing awesome so far...... Got me hooked. =)
         
        06-30-2009, 05:01 PM
      #14
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    Lacey knew she would never be the kind of girl that demanded attention from a guy like him anyway. Her hair was long and thick and it was even blonde, but it was that strawberry blonde that brought out the splash of freckles covering the bridge of her nose. Her eyes were blue but not an exceptional shade, just plain old blue. She was the girl next door that everyone sings about in the country songs. The one that is always begging the guy to notice her. What those songs never seemed to mention was the fact that the guy never notices the girl next door or in her case, the girl in the lesson barn that lived in the rental house on Main street, near the only stop light in town. The one she could see flashing red through her bedroom window the whole night through. She sighed and went back to cleaning stalls.


    By lunch time Lacey had made up her mind that she hated working in the private barn. It had taken nearly two and a half hours to clean the fourteen stalls, add pine shavings, and fill water buckets. Fifteen minutes later she had swept the aisles. When she’d entered the barn that morning it had looked like too much work for just one person to handle when in fact, it really wasn’t nearly as bad as she’d expected. What was bad was that it was really quiet. And a little spooky with all of the horses turned out. The phone rang causing her to nearly jump out of her skin.
    “Cutter Quarter Horses, Lacey speaking.” She answered as professionally as she could. It was a call ahead, Mrs. Stevenson and her twelve year old daughter were coming to ride. They were leaving their house and would be at the barn in approximately thirty minutes. It was one of the services provided by the Cutter Ranch. Grooms would catch the owners horse and tack it up so that it was ready to go when they arrived. Lacey did not agree with the idea and always wondered; how would they ever bond. The truth was they wouldn’t.
    Grabbing a set of matching halters she headed out to the first paddock. Killian was a well built bay with long legs and a powerful hind end. He was built to perform at the higher levels of dressage and could soar over the highest jumps, a warmblood of sorts, Lacey didn’t know much about the breed, her interests had always fallen on the quarter horses, but this animal was magnificent by anyone horseman’s standards. She always figured the larger performance breeds were hot heads so she was careful when she entered the paddock, having never handled this particular horse before she was expecting him to be a handful and was surprised when he dropped his head and allowed her to fit the halter on him. He was an enormous beast, she found herself in awe over his size. Even at a walk he exuded power. She led him into the barn and left him standing in cross-ties while she headed off to get Chilly, a large dapple gray pony trained in hunt. He was a very showy pony, well built and flashy.
    The Cutter Ranch focused on breeding and training quarter horses but all breeds and disciplines were welcome. It wasn’t a large facility but it was well managed and had an indoor riding arena large enough for local the level hunt shows to place entire jump courses in it. There were three barns. A lesson barn, a training barn, and the private owners barn. There were also three outdoor arenas and a round pen. This wasn’t the average horse owners barn. It was very pricey. John Cutter had worked hard to build this place. The barns and the house had been there when he purchased it fresh out of high school, using an inheritance. The original owner had been involved in a scandal, something to do with the use of illegal substances. Lacey had heard the story several times but it was constantly changing. What she did know was that a simple change in ownership and a new name had not been enough to bring in the clients. Mr. Cutter had several world championship titles under his belt before he was able to bring in the clients.
         
        07-06-2009, 08:27 PM
      #15
    Started
    Wow! I want more!
         
        07-07-2009, 10:51 AM
      #16
    Green Broke
    Geez your good! Very articulate! I love it.
         
        07-07-2009, 11:04 AM
      #17
    Showing
    That's great Jenny. You have a good knack for story telling.
         
        07-23-2009, 01:01 PM
      #18
    Foal
    More MORE MORE!!!!!! Where did you go? This story is just awesome and deserves to be finished. =) You ROCK!
         
        08-17-2009, 04:06 PM
      #19
    Super Moderator
    The Cutter Ranch focused on breeding and training quarter horses but all breeds and disciplines were welcome. It wasn’t a large facility but it was well managed and had an indoor riding arena large enough for local the level hunt shows to place entire jump courses in it. There were three barns. A lesson barn, a training barn, and the private owners barn. There were also three outdoor arenas and a round pen. This wasn’t the average horse owners barn. It was very pricey. John Cutter had worked hard to build this place. The barns and the house had been there when he purchased it fresh out of high school, using an inheritance. The original owner had been involved in a scandal, something to do with the use of illegal substances. Lacey had heard the story several times but it was constantly changing. What she did know was that a simple change in ownership and a new name had not been enough to bring in the clients. Mr. Cutter had several world championship titles under his belt in more then one discipline before he was able to bring in the clients.
    “Hey Chica!” It was her best friend Maddie Stormwaters. “Rainy day!” Lacey squealed. “Where have you been!” The girls giggled came together in a dramatic hug rocking each other from side to side, shifting there feet with each step. “Cute jeans!” Lacey stepped back to admire her best friends newly purchased super tight purple jeans. She wore them with a fat belt covered in rhinestones. Maddie was a pretty girl, a mix of Caucasian and Navajo. She wore her thick black in a sloppy knot on top of her head. Her eyes were round and dark with lashes that went on for miles. She had full lips and a perfect olive complexion. Lacey tugged at her reddish blonde pony tail staring down at her own faded blue jeans, worn so soft in some spots that her skin peeked through. She wore a thick brown leather belt, nothing as fancy as Maddies number but one she’d saved for. It had a tooled belt buckle decorated with tiny sparkling stones.
    “Did you keep Jewell up?” Maddie asked, already heading to her stall.
    “Yip, Want me to tack her up?” She asked, erasing the names from the white board.
    “Nope.” She heard the stall door slide open and the clip clop of shod hooves. “I haven’t quite earned my diva stripes yet. Better do it myself!” She called from the other aisle. “Can you come?” Maddie asked.
    “Better not” she sighed. Maddies little sister Ruthie had a fat little appaloosa pony that she could have ridden but it was the first day of her full-time summer job and she really didn’t want to goof off. Mr. Cutter was always pretty fair about letting his staff take breaks but she was sure a two hour trail ride wasn’t something he’d approve of.
    “Guess I’m in the ring today then huh?” Maddie complained. Unless she found a buddy there would be no trails for her. Those were stable rules.
    “Sorry.” Lacey mumbled grabbing a broom and sweeping the aisle. She was done with her barn chores for the moment and not really sure what to do next. She decided to help unload the hay wagon. Three hours later soaked in sweat, muscles aching, and feeling itchy and dirty she decided that sneaking off on a trail ride would have been worth the risk. She stood at the entrance of the barn glaring at the empty aisles. Her first day on the job and she hated the private barn. Sighing she took one last look over her shoulder towards the lesson barn, it was full of activity with young riders giggling and horses coming and going. She longed for that barn. Most of the people there had never owned horses and actually respected her knowledge. They came to her for help and advice, she loved it down there. She could only pray that when summer camp sessions started Mr. Cutter would make her a camp counselor for one of the beginner groups.
    “Lace!” Giggles and laughter followed the bellow. Another sigh. The “divas” had returned from their morning ride. “Hose my horse please.” Morgan handed the reigns off and made a bee-line for the lounge. “It’s hotter then Hades out there!” she called over her shoulder. Lacey un-tacked the big gelding, leaving him sweating in the cross-ties just long enough to put the saddle away and hang the bridle. Vicky and Carly un-tacked their own horses and followed Lacey to the wash stalls.
    “The trails were great.” Vicky told her. “We took the fire path to where it pops out at the cross country course.” Vicky was the one that was boarder-line diva. She could follow Morgan’s path and be condescending on occasion, but for the most part, she was the friendlier of the three.
         
        08-19-2009, 10:19 PM
      #20
    Started
    Yes! The story continues! I love your writing :-D
         

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