Ch 8
When I woke up I groaned at the sun light. There was tons of movement downstairs, most likely chores being finish. I looked at my clock and I realized I’d only slept for two hours. I through my covers off and climbed down the ladder. I was right everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
“Rise and shine sleeping beauty. How was your rest?” felix chuckled. If you call two hours of sleep rest than great I thought to myself.
“Not bad, you?”
“Just dandy. Hey you think your dad would mind if we could go for a ride today?” He asked me.
“Not sure, he’s been keen on never letting me ride, it’s killing me,” I said letting out a sigh.
“That’s too bad,” felix said, “maybe he would I you apologized for riding assult, he was very worried about you.”
“I will never apologize for the best time I’ve had since my mom and twin died,” I shot back stubbornly, “horses keep my sanity, if that is worthy of punishment then I would happily take it just to ride them.”
Felix smiled sadly, “well I already asked him, he said yes, and we are leaving around 6:00pm and we shall be back tomorrow.”
“Which horse am I riding?” I asked my tiredness immediately gone.
“Well, other than army as you so affectionately call him we have, Golden Honey and Hippy Chick,” he replied a big grin back on his face.
“Chick,” I answered.
“Great, why do you always find the craziest horses to make friends with?” he asked.
“Why? Is there something wrong with chick?” I asked defensively.
“She’s not the best at trail rides, she’s always getting loose somehow and running away,” felix replied.
“Maybe you guys need to learn how to listen to the horse better,” I said climbing down, “most problems aren’t with the horse but the rider.”
“What do you mean?”
“How many of the trainers that call themselves “the best” get hurt by the “foul-tempered” horses on average here?” I asked.
“All the time,” felix was now staring questioningly at me.
“Well, did they all boast about how great their technique was in front of the horse?” I asked.
“Yeah?”
“Some horses can feel out lies and arrogance, fear. They feel your movements and memorize them,” I stated simply, ”sometimes they know you faster than you know them. The trick is to know how they tick the same time they know how you tick.”
Felix grinned, “you know Cora, I think we’ll be mighty fine friends.”
I grinned, I’d like that, I thought to myself and followed him out the door.
The pups have gotten so big, I wish I knew how to work this computer so I could show you a picture!
Thanx for staying with me.
