
Scary, Scarier, Scariest
Today I asked Dancer to trot while on her back. Getting on her back was scary. Trotting was scarier. Cantering
Today I asked Dancer to trot while on her back. Getting on her back was scary. Trotting was scarier. Cantering
Though Dancer appears plain to some, she is gorgeous to me, sort of like a Black Beauty reincarnate with a
My sister let me clean my bridle at her house. In exchange, I scrubbed out her sink. I think it
Jack is one of the few people thin enough to almost hide behind a post. As an avid equestrian, a
Dancer and I seeing eye to eye… A few days ago, Todd the farrier came out to trim the horses
Dancer has had a relatively easy life so far. We bought her for a paltry $100 at the auction down
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