WeepingEye'sManor
12:48:12 
Ok. That would be gorgeous.
WeepingEye'sManor
12:47:56 
Yeah, got that insomnia. Autism's a treat. It's worse because of anxiety/excitement for the holiday, even if I can't quite feel it.
Blue Diamond
12:47:15 Bluey
i'm thinking a buckskin with a hawk above it
WeepingEye'sManor
12:47:08 
Oh she's gorgeous.
WeepingEye'sManor
12:46:46 
Awww. I adored Spirit. Still do.
Blue Diamond
12:46:14 Bluey
Also, can anyone help me figure out why I have a good feeling about her? I don't understand and I'm gonna breed the parents again
-HEE Click-
Blue Diamond
12:45:35 Bluey
insomnia?
Blue Diamond
12:45:22 Bluey
thank you, that one was a sold auction piece. I'm thinking of doing a spirit stallion of cimmaron inspired one. My fav movie as a kid
WeepingEye'sManor
12:44:58 
Anyone have any idea how I can waste 4 hours? Can't sleep. I've tried. :']
WeepingEye'sManor
12:44:29 
I love the fox and fjord piece!
Lilac Heart
12:44:19 Lilac
Okay :) I didnÂ’t see a mail indicator either so I was confused haha
Blue Diamond
12:43:23 Bluey
the gallery one works
WeepingEye'sManor
12:43:21 
Ohhh.that makes sense! I didn't see any mail indicator for a present.
WeepingEye'sManor
12:42:56 
Broken link.:/ at .at least on end
Blue Diamond
12:42:49 Bluey
I think it's cash, but I don't know yet
Lilac Heart
12:42:28 Lilac
What was the little something left under everyone’s tree on here?
Blue Diamond
12:41:56 Bluey
the first link isn't working...huh
Blue Diamond
12:41:42 Bluey
my gallery
-Click-
Blue Diamond
12:41:20 Bluey
yeah, I do minor changes and a lot of stock hunting lol
One of my current pieces that still needs details done -Click-
WeepingEye'sManor
12:39:59 
Oh wow. That's exciting! I don't reqlly do photoshop (I tried it on wolfplay years ago and did decent though-?), but maybe I could do comms one day. Just stylized little dudes.
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Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse September 8, 2018 11:38 AM

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Through the dust I see other horses, greys blacks and a few chestnuts. Though I hear hooves hitting the ground;
there is also the sound of heavy breathing.
The smell of sweat and leather fill my lungs
.I taste a metal bit, pinching my tongue.
The person on my back taps my flank with a whip,
The turf is flying from under me like a treadmill at 12.
My coat gleams of browns and white, a mixture of grey around my mouth. Blinkers blind my side vision,
IÂ’m running along the Dog,
a grey is coming from behind me, I put in a burst of speed
The sound of cheers erupt from the stands as I finish the finish line and take the race.






Story:
The rush of air smacks me right as I hit the cold straw. My mother was on the ground next to me. It was a roomy box. In my head a strong voice came. Stand now! Show them your the fastest colt to stand! I stood. My legs a bit wobbly at first, but I got the hang of it within the minute. There were people staring down at me. They only had two legs and looked happy, but amazed. A young one came running down the isle, out of no where. She came so fast it knocked me down. I got bake up, but she started arguing with the other weird two leggeds.

Within a week I was out in the pasture. My mother beside me while I frolecked around. The young girl must have been around 13 in her age. I had learned her name is Taylor. Taylor was a pretty name, was what my mother told me. The next couple of days, she wouldn't let me nurse, and started to kick me away from her. I was put into a pasture full of yearlings. The humans said something around, "Weaned yearly, better get training started." Whatever that mean't.

I listened to Taylor talk a lot. She talked about my mother. Saying she was a blue hen at Smith Acres, which is where I am. They kept putting ropes on my face and pulling me around with it on. Most of the time I just followed and went where ever they wanted me to go with it on. I started eating grass and grain and dry grass. Taylor calls it Hay. It was starting to storm when I was being brought in from the muddy pasture. It was raining hard and white things were falling from the sky. It got so cold they put on out thick blankets and turned on the heat. They also gave us warm mash to keep us even warmer. The next day was the worst. It was when someone was gonna get on me.


Will do the rest later. Have to go to bed, currently 10:42PM and there is school tomorrow.))

Edited at October 14, 2018 10:48 PM by SM Stables
Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse September 11, 2018 01:45 PM

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Turn this into a story please
Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse September 11, 2018 06:36 PM

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Agreed ^^^^
Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse October 11, 2018 06:03 PM

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Like make a story about race horses?
Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse October 12, 2018 10:24 AM

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Yes
Racehorse Poem; Life of a Racehorse October 12, 2018 07:51 PM

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Oak tree stables said:
Yes

K. I'll get started on it.

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