•Our Horses•
Sadie strolled down the aisle-way of the large barn. She looked from stall to stall at each breath-taking Equine. Each one was gorgeous and strong. Memories of her first walk down this aisle revived in her head; hand in hand with her Aunt as they stroded through the barn.
"I'll make you proud, Auntie Maya." She whispered to herself as she ran her hand over the bars of one of the stalls.
She felt a warm breath of air on her hand as she had a hold on the bars of one of the stalls. She looked to where the source of the breath came from and she looked upon a petite Arabian mare. The plaque on her stall read "Prophosa - Minx"; a well-fitting name for such a gorgeous Mare. Sadie decided to walk into the stall and visit the Mare; she slid the stall door open and walked in - sliding it shut behind her. She idly braided the mare's mane and talked to her about scattered thoughts.
"I'll make you proud, Auntie Maya." She whispered to herself as she ran her hand over the bars of one of the stalls.
She felt a warm breath of air on her hand as she had a hold on the bars of one of the stalls. She looked to where the source of the breath came from and she looked upon a petite Arabian mare. The plaque on her stall read "Prophosa - Minx"; a well-fitting name for such a gorgeous Mare. Sadie decided to walk into the stall and visit the Mare; she slid the stall door open and walked in - sliding it shut behind her. She idly braided the mare's mane and talked to her about scattered thoughts.