Johnny
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Post by Johnny on Jan 25, 2006 21:59:11 GMT -5
Johnny pulled his truck in the gravel and parked. Getting out, he shut the door and locked it. He glanced at his black dodge Ram and smirked thinking he could never keep it clean. He shook his head and approached the stables where Shampagne his new mare awaited.
He tacked her up with a bridle and saddle after giving her a good grooming making her crimson pelt shine. He mounted her when he led her outside and headed down the trail towards the lake for he was going to go for a cold swim when he got there. If it wasn't too cold. He might just sit there and play his guitar which he had behind his back. While on the horse. So they were carefully walking while on the trail.
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Terri
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Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
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Post by Terri on Jan 26, 2006 7:53:40 GMT -5
Terri rode her bronc Romeo down the trail at a gallop. Her hair was flying out behind her like a flag, just like Romeo's mane and tail were. Romeo was a Cutting and Roping Champion of six years old.
The faint shape of a human and horse appeard. Slowing down to a walk she approched it. The man, she asumed from the size, had a guitar on his back.
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Johnny
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Post by Johnny on Jan 26, 2006 22:10:33 GMT -5
Shampagne fidgeted underneath Johnny as he glanced up to see who came near him and he saw a rider approach him at a very fast pace then slow down to a walk as she approached closer. He smiled at her. She seemed not to know what to make of him. He shrugged. “Thought to play some music at the lake when I get there is all…” He explained about the guitar. “Sing a bit, yeah.” He nodded. “Name’s Johnny and this is Shampagne. We’re both glad to meet ya both.” He said with an Irish accent to him.
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