Post by DAKOTA ROSE HARVELL on Jul 16, 2012 15:03:08 GMT -5
The rain beat down on Dakota as she raced through the Pasture, frantically looking for her beauty of a horse. "Soldier" was the first word she had said the whole weak she was here,and all she wanted was to see her beauty running with her.Tears streamed down her face as she looked for the gelding that only she knew was afraid of storms. Her dress was drenched as her feet pounded into the soft earth,and her hair clung to her face. She let out another call just as the lightning struck and the thunder sounded.
She reached out to nothing only wishing the gelding was there to touch her, to let her know he was ok. The sound of hooves beating the ground made her open her eyes, the gelding was beautiful as he raced to his friend who he knew would comfort him. She laughed as she ran to him wrapping her arms around his neck only to grab his halter and run for the barn.
When they reached the stall she smiled as rain dripped from her and began to pat down the gelding with a towel. She watched him as he ate and then soon placed a cooler on his back making sure he was not cold before she closed the door and sat down waiting to put his sheet on.
She reached out to nothing only wishing the gelding was there to touch her, to let her know he was ok. The sound of hooves beating the ground made her open her eyes, the gelding was beautiful as he raced to his friend who he knew would comfort him. She laughed as she ran to him wrapping her arms around his neck only to grab his halter and run for the barn.
When they reached the stall she smiled as rain dripped from her and began to pat down the gelding with a towel. She watched him as he ate and then soon placed a cooler on his back making sure he was not cold before she closed the door and sat down waiting to put his sheet on.
