Tamie
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Post by Tamie on Dec 3, 2006 4:28:59 GMT -5
She led the young filly into the stall next to Mortis, took off her halter then stood with her for a while. Mariah sniffed her pockets for treats, then finding none turned her attention on Mortis next door. Whickering a greeting she walked over and sniffed at him over the divider.
Tamie smiled and quietly backed out of the stall.
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Tamie
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Post by Tamie on Jun 9, 2007 2:46:56 GMT -5
Tamie runs her hand over Mariah's rounded side, trying to imagining the foal inside... how it will be as a mature horse?
She stayed with Mariah for some time running short films of her future world champion show jumper through her mind.
Finally snapping out of her day dreams she put the halter on Mariah and led her from the stall to begin the long walk to the breeding centre.
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