Join Date: Aug 2013
Location: Here, There, Everywhere
• Horses: 0
I put Moon into his stall, and put his bridle away. "There there," I said as I smoothed his forelock, a soothing feeling filling me. Cherry sat at the barn door, whining and urging me to go play with her. I gazed over to her. Just then Josh rounded the corner, patting her head along the way."Morning Rebecca!"
"Morning Josh," I smiled at the stable hand. He took a strand of his bleached white hair out of his eyes, revealing their green color.. He looked strange, half boyish, half manly. I liked it. I quickly cleared the thoughts away. "Would you be a dear and wash Moon?" I asked politely.
"Sure," He replied. I turned and walked outside into the warm sunshine, Cherry walking right next to me. I turned my head and gazed down at the paddocks near the gate. "So peaceful," I murmured. And it was. There wasn't even a hint of a breeze. Cherry waged her tail in agreement. The only signs of life were a few birds looking for food and three horses grazing peacefully.
Suddenly Cherry started barking and ran down to the gate. I lifted my hand to shield my eyes against the sun. I recognized Laura’s black hair. She was a very close friend of my mother, and she had probably come to visit her. I gave a low whistle. Two of the horses lifted their heads, and Cherry quit her barking.
The whistle was what my family used to signal and train all our animals. Cherry walked back over to me, pretending to be upset. “Yeah you little rascal! I know you better than that,” I said laughing. Cherry quit her fake sulking and whined in agreement. I had the same bond with her as with Moon, and the two animals were the best of friends.
I jogged to the gate and dragged it open for Laura. “Hey Laura,” I said.
“Hi sweetheart,” she replied, scooping her ferret up off the ground. “Is your mother around?” she asked.
“Not sure, but probably,” I said, smiling. Laura was my favorite out of all my mom’s friends. We walked up the driveway together. Laura talked about how she had walked Angel, her ferret, all the way to the beach, and how much he had enjoyed it. I also loved Laura so much because she happened to be an excellent rider and had taught me how to ride.
“So pumpkin, when’s our next beach ride scheduled? We haven’t gone riding in a while,” she said.
“Well, maybe we could go the day after tomorrow? After school?” I said. Me and Laura often went on rides to the beach. If the water was ok, we’d swim as well. Those afternoons were always the highlight of my week. “Sounds perfect,” she said happily.