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SHEENA, MY LOVE           By Beth When I ride my Sheena, I love her gaited stride. She steps in style and I smile at her smoothness. Warm winds gently brush across my face as we quicken her loping pace, I feel her rush of freedom. Seldom we rest, but test our skills together beneath a sky of cloudless blue, the weather was never better. Above her mane, I hold her reigns as she holds the strings of my heart. To part with her would never be an option. Sheena, one of a kind, refined, loyal, and apple-treat sweet. She is mine to care for and mine to love forever. FOXTROTTER SHOW           By Beth Walk, lope, canter, smoothly the owners ride. Graceful, sleek prancing in a gaited stride. Bays, chestnuts, smoky blacks, all on parade, now before judges to hear scores they’ve made. Proudly names are called for each contestant waiting to hear their place in each event. Numbers now tallied, ten places given, each hoping to win a first place ribbon. Magnificent horses all shown in style. Participants glowing, each with a smile. People fill the stands on this brilliant day, enjoying the warmth of each sun ray. Love is felt at this equestrian scene with a bonding that comes only between, two that understand teaming with a friend. The horse and the rider both want to win. Pot Watching Miss Emily                             by Beth Who said "A watched pot never boils?" We watched ours everyday Our mare, supposed to foal in March finally foaled in May. We made about one thousand trips down to the barn to see if our new baby had arrived. Emily was still fat as could be. We marked the days off left and right, there seemed to be no end. Did we miscalculate that much? We'd count all over again. We talked, brushed, and sang to her, anything we could do to help. She just enjoyed all our efforts and kept her secret to herself. Exhausted from fussing over her, our minds and bodies worn, we got away for a day out- that's when our baby Toddy was born.
In Training       By Lacy Floyd Have you ever trained a young horse? Good behavior you must reinforce. There are bad habits you must break, it could take all day for heaven sake! He must learn to lead, ride, show, and load in the trailer for a rodeo. When he's finished for the day, he needs water, grain, treats and hay. A horse is never finished with school, that is a horseman's golden rule. If you do what you've been told your horse will be as good as gold.
Fall Days       By Tyler Floyd The windy breeze blows through my hair, The cane tree nips the ground The horses mane sways in the wind as she watches the horse across the fence. Sigh! I love the fall days, MIMI'S House by Steven Kymes Lacy's in the stall with a rake, how she loves to smell the hay. The rest of the gang is riding the horse, and of course it begins to rain. We all run inside to watch t.v. and play. A cup of hot chocolate just makes our day. Mimi's house is where we all like to be, especially in the fall.                                           MISSIONARY'S HORSE There's this guy who had been lost and walking in the desert for about 2 weeks. One hot day, he sees the home of a missionary. Tired and weak, he crawls up to the house and collapses on the doorstep. The missionary finds him and nurses him back to health. Feeling better, the man asks the missionary for directions to the nearest town. On his way out the backdoor, he sees this horse. He goes back into the house and asks the missionary, "Could I borrow your horse and give it back when I reach the town?" The missionary says, "Sure but there is a special thing about this horse. You have to say 'Thank God' to make it go and 'Amen' to make it stop." Not paying much attetion, the man says, "Sure, ok." So he gets on the horse and says, "Thank God" and the horse starts walking. Then he says, "Thank God, thank God," and the horse starts trotting. Feeling really brave, the man says, "Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God" and the horse just takes off. Pretty soon he sees this cliff coming up and he's doing everything he can to make the horse stop. "Whoa, stop, hold on!!!!" Finally he remembers, "Amen!!" The horse stops 4 inches from the cliff. Then the man leans back in the saddle and says, "Thank God." "Top"