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Marco eventually finished prepping the feed, tack, etc. and grabbed Puma's halter, walking to the pasture gate before whistling, watching as the bay mare galloped full speed at him, the man not flinching as she skid to a stop before him, snorting in his face as he haltered her, leading the spunky mare out. She saw the stud and got antsy, attempting to push past Marco before he settled her once more. |
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"Hang on, I'll back him up from her." She stated, backing her stallion up. |
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Marco nodded, loading the mare afterwards, putting the gate which would seperate the two in place. |
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"I can bring an unused mare instead, if she's more comfortable with mares, or geldings, instead of stallions." She offered. |
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"She'll be fine, just gets spunky around studs." He mused with a chuckle, tying her lead rope. |
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"She'll be fine, just gets spunky around studs." He mused with a chuckle, tying her lead rope. |
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"Damn. Well, like I said, I could always get a gelding or a mare." She offered. |
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"I assure you, Lil, it's fine." He assured, starting to load his tack. |
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"Okay." She stated. She clicked her tongue, leading the stud onto the trailer. "You all good pretty boy?" |
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-She's talking to the horse not you, don't even turn around.- He thought, carrying on with what he was doing---de-rusting his spurs with WD-40, the round sliding around easily afterwards. |
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Morning Snow followed by Sunshine
