Post by Molly & Jake on Aug 15, 2010 18:34:14 GMT -5
Molly entered the roomy, well-lit stall. Inside, Penny stood patiently as Molly brushed her coat and picked out her hooves. Molly offered Penny a treat, then slid the saddle and saddle pad onto her back. She cautiously tightened the girth, hoping the mare would stand. Being cinchy was one of Penny's faults, the one they were working hard on- in a couple years, Molly wished to 'donate' Penny to Whisper Creek's school horse program, and a cinchy school horse was not a good school horse. Luckily, their training was going well, for Penny only flinched slightly as the girth was tightened. Once that was over with, Molly slid the bit into Penny's mouth, put the bridle over her ears, and made sure it was adjusted correctly. The eggbutt snaffle that was on the bridle was used for both Laurel and Penny at home, so she usually had to adjust it everytime she rode.
"There mare, ready to go?" she teased Penny. Of course the horse had no idea what she was saying, but Penny did seem excited to try out the course. Molly walked her out of the stall and out of the barn and mounted up.
"There mare, ready to go?" she teased Penny. Of course the horse had no idea what she was saying, but Penny did seem excited to try out the course. Molly walked her out of the stall and out of the barn and mounted up.