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Wednesday, October 28, 2009


I went to our local farm supply store with my mom on Tuesday and while I meandered about the aisles, my mom was talking to the cashier.
We go there often enough that I know to just get what I need, plop it on the counter and wait for them to finish. Turns out, today they were talking about me.

The cashier had a red and white, 7 year old, 38" pony mare that needed a little TLC and some major cart training. She had been manhandled by a group of boys over the summer and was about to blow a fuse so, if I wanted a challenge, I could have her. For FREE.
I have to de-spook her, teach her some manners and retrain her to pull a cart WITHOUT trying to kill it in the process.

Her name is Gypsy and pony boot camp has begun.

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