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Hands finally on the wheel, the heaviness melts into drizzles upward and away. The feel of the gas petal under my foot pressing me to be the first to get there. Pandora blessing my modern life with the sweet sounds of the Grateful Dead. Roll away the dew they say. Roll away, the dew.
In the Back Country.
When you go into the back country on horseback you never know what you will come across or what will come across you! We were heading out to the abandoned cabin to camp for the night. My best friend Elvis, and I camped out there a lot. It was our little get away. We had to ride the fence line anyway. Fix the barb where it had broken or got brush stuck in it. When we rode the north line we ended up about a mile from this old and abandoned cabin.
The Big Storm
The storm picked up quickly, blowing leaves and then trash cans, blowing the fence gate open and slamming it closed. "I"ll go close the gate and put the cans in the barn." I told my mom. We were standing in the kitchen watching the weather out the window. We heard about this storm on the morning news so we were prepared. .
Riding The Minotaur
"Slim Pickin's playing at The Raging Bull tonight," I said, putting down The Smith County Observer. "I'm going!" I said, "You wanna go?" I asked my brother. "Hell Yea!" he said enthusiastically! "Let's ride the horses in," he said. "So we can get ourselves DRUNK!" "YeeHaw!" I shouted! "YeeHaw!" He shouted back and he left the house to do morning chores.
Presidios and Stetsons
It was September 5th, the first day of the county fair. We sponsor a 4H program for the local Youth At Risk program and today we have two teens showing our animals! We have two sheep and two goats showing this year. The teens worked really hard to get their animals looking top notch, and we are really proud of them. Last year we won two first place and two second place ribbons for our pigs. We sold those pigs that very day. My dad gave each teen a hundred dollars from those sales.
I was raised on my family farm caring for the animals and I learned to love and respect them. When she was just a babe, I would sit in the stall with our newest racehorse, Hot Cocoa who was born my first Christmas home. She would lay down next to me and put her head on my lap. She's a very affectionate philly. She loved to nibble my ears and tug on my hair. As she got older, and I would rub under her chin and neck, she would rest her head on my shoulder. Now that she’s 14.8 hands, she likes to rest her head on the top of my head while I scratch under her chin.