No fear

all hell breaks loose

"Cowgirls Don't Cry-" I slam my hand on my alarm clock as Cowgirls Don't Cry by Brooks and Dunn starts to play.

"Stupid freaking alarm clock," I mutter viciously under my breath at the alarm clock that woke me up at six o'clock. That's when I remember why I get up at six o'clock every morning. That reason being we live on a ranch where everyone has to pitch in and wake up early to keep it running.

"Alex, get your ass in here and get dressed so you can feed the animals." Yes, that is one of my many morning chores. That may seem easy, but we have a lot of animals that need to be fed every day.

"I am getting dressed, Jace, so you can shut your freaking loud ass mouth and mind your own damn business!" I yell, fed up with his need to tell me what to do constantly.

If you can't tell, I am not a morning person.

"What crawled up your ass and died there?" Jace yells right back at me.

I decide to be the better person and not yell back and continue the argument, because it could go on forever and we would never get any work done. I get up out of my bed to see Kenya laying on the floor looking at me with those intelligent lab eyes that show how smart she really is. She was my first dog that was mine. I got her for my twelfth birthday. She is the only dog on our ranch that is a personal dog instead of just a work dog.

Don't get me wrong, she does work like all animals on a ranch to earn their keep by working.

"Come on girl, follow me and I'll get your food." Kenya follows me to the laundry room where her food bowl is. "Sit, baby girl. Stay," I tell her as I go to get her food from the buckets outside.

I give some to Clyde, he's just a work dog. Even so, he is a good family dog. He's great with my little cousins and he absolutely loves his job of protecting the ranch, the people on it, and the animals.  The next dog, Timber, was a rescue dog with a bad past. Then someone found him and put him in the shelter where we were volunteering. But he acts like we raised him from a puppy and is not shy or scared at all.  Hulk is the youngest dog at the ranch and by far the least well behaved. He does not listen to any of the commands you give him. Unless he feels like he wants to work. Coda is one of the dogs that I am closer with. She was given to my family when she was two weeks old. 

I was the only one willing to stay up and bottle feed her every two hours. Dolly and Della are two twins. They were the only surviving puppies from Kenya's first litter. She rejected the two puppies from the start. My mom volunteered to do the bottle feeding for me so I didn't have to skip school. Animals always come before anything but God and family. So my mom didn't want me to skip school, so she bottle fed them for me. And they quickly became rambunctious little lab/collie mixes. We have so many dogs, because they work cattle and herd them, but they are also part of the family.

They just happen to have a job.

I feed Kenya her food, then go to the barn and give my orphaned baby cow, Willy, his bottle full of milk. Willy's mother was killed and I found him, so I have the responsibility of taking care of him. It is summer so I don't have to go to school, so I can take care of him.

I, then, feed Whiskey.

Whiskey is Mikey's horse, but anyone can ride him. I trained him when I was thirteen. He was not the first horse I trained, but he was one of the most memorable. He is about seven years old.

Santana is my three and a half year old mare. She is the first horse I trained for myself, and her sire is a wild mustang and her dam is my mom's ex barrel horse Rubix. Santana is my barrel horse.

River was one of the horses I was supposed to train for his owner. Well, when I finished training him I called his owner and I got his voice mail and it said that he had moved out of the country and if I was calling about his horse, I could keep him.

Lulu was my first full grown horse. She doesn't get ridden very often, maybe once or twice every two weeks, because she is in her early twenties, and she is almost retired.

Minnie is my dad's roping horse. He loves her. He says she was the only one who kept him sane on the rodeo circuit until he met my mom.

Lucy is a stubborn witch and will only allow two people to ride her.

Blues is my brother's horse. He loves to compete in the rodeo and they were at top level till Blue got spooked at a shadow and took a bad fall. They are just now getting back into rodeos again and Ace is my pretty little mustang. He was the horse that taught me how to hold on and stay on my horse, or I'll be walking home.

I, then, feed the colt that I'm breaking. He hasn't been named yet, and all the barn cats and their kittens that rid the barn of mice and other rodents. I go up to the unnamed colt and I decide that his name should be Knight. He is a untamed mustang colt. He is a powerful horse. He is a midnight black horse with a lot of muscle.

I walk out of the barn and I see Ryder riding across the bridge on his mare, Ash

"What do you want, Ryder? Jace and I are busy, ya know, with Mom and Dad gone for the next two weeks," I explain.

While my mom and dad love us, animals come first. So they are constantly going to auctions, like they are at now. They go to these auctions to make money for the ranch and also to buy more cattle. They also go to conventions to help the farm, so we can grow lots of hay and grass to feed the cattle.

"Well, my dad wanted me to ride over here to tell Jace that he needs to go to the Malcom auction with him."

"But the Malcom auction is at least a day's drive away so he would need to leave now," I said to Ryder with a confused look on my face, "who would stay with me? I can't take over his and my chores, at the same time as doing Mom and Dad's even with the ranch hands' help."

"I would stay over to help you, of course, that's why dad sent me to take over Jace's chores." Ryder says this just as Jace walks up to us. Ryder explains what he just explained to me to Jace, who walks off to get his stuff to head off to the auction. Before he leaves, Jace walks up to me and gives me a hug and tells me to not get into trouble.

"I never do! I am a perfect angel," I say, and Jace just looks at me and laughs, shaking his head. "Bye, Jace, be safe please."

"Bye, I will be safe I love you," he says as he walks away.

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Well this took me freaking forever to write I love this chapter please leave a comment and vote send me a message if you want to talk I have nothing else to do and I would love to here you guys you can tell me random stuff I don't care at all this may sound like the phantom stallion but it is not this is just the fist chapter I would never try to copy Terri Farley I love her stuff way too much all of the dogs