caleb looked over at her "come on tay, its just a saddle" he said as he continued to get his gear. "plus i cant rely on others to tack up my horse or list heavy thing for me." he picked up the container that contained whiskeys bridle, brestplate and working boots all this was also considered a heavy object.

Taylor quickly swapped Dominos bridle for a halter, crosstieing him before running over to Caleb. She swatted at his hand playfully before picking up the container for him and beginning to tack his horse. "You're gonna tear your stitches,"

caleb rolled his eyes and watched her "i dont reckon but, i guess i could get used to this." he said with a smile. he looked over at domino who was cross tied then back at taylor

Taylor rolled her eyes as she bridled his horse. "Shut up," she muttered with a smile.

he smiled "never" he joked leaning against the stable wall. "plus why would i wen i have a beautiful girl to help me"

Taylor smirked and rolled her eyes, she handed him Angel's reins. "A beautiful girl, huh? I guess you're not too bad yourself, cowboy," she snickered, teasing lightly, patting his shoulder and dusting a little something off his shirt. She smiled and giggled before turning on her heel and walking away with a smirk, hips swaying.

he chuckled and shook his head before bridling up whiskey and mounting. he rode the stallion out of the stables and into the arena. they were supposed to 'take it slow' whatever that means. caled walked whisey a lap of the arena before they trotted a couple of laps. after they were both happy and at ease he urged whiskey inot a canter before running some barrels, because of the accident he had to forfit from the barrel racing championships, he was planning on the comback this season.

Taylor lunged Houdini for a bit before grooming him and then going over to the arena where Caleb was riding. She leaned against the fence, watching with a smile.

caleb and whiskey were going well till a visitors dog ran into the arena, whiskey had just finished his run when the dog was suddenly at his feet. whiskeys bombproof but the dog bit his leg. the horse reared and caleb grabbed whiskeys hair to stay on. he then jumped off holding whiskey. if whiskey pulled back or up too hard this could be a problem for caleb and his stitches. caleb tried to get the dog away while being cautious.

Taylor ran into the arena, she grabbed the dog quickly, and dragged it away to its owners, scolding them for not keeping their dog on a leash. She ran back over to Caleb, "Are you okay?" she asked, concerned and worried. "Did you tear your stitches?"