Post by Andie Simone on Apr 23, 2013 1:07:44 GMT -8
Andie rolled out of bed before it was even light and groaned when she couldn't believe that she was up before dawn on a Saturday morning, and she wasn't even on foal watch duty. The young woman walked across the room and opened the curtains. Pausing to look out the window, she tipped her head to the side as she listened for any sound of life from the floors above her apartment on the ground floor of Blue Ribbon House. With a shrug, she quickly dressed in a pair of hot pink jodhpurs, a black long sleeved tee and a pink vest. Pushing her feet into her paddock boots, she left her apartment; leaving a note on the door that she had headed toward the barns and she could be connected on her cell if needed.
Walking into Red Willow Barn, she slipped down to the stall that housed the gelding she had just purchased. "Good morning, Shay." She greeted the gelding as she looked over his door. "What have you done to your bed?" She shook her head as she looked at the shavings that had been dug through until the grey horse had found the rubber lining that was normally between the shavings and the concrete floor of the barn. Grabbing his halter from the hook outside the stall, and entered the stall.
Once the gelding was happily munching out of his breakfast bucket in the barn aisle, she got to work with starting to muck out his stall. She would just do a basic skip while he ate and once he was finished, she would take him out to the pastures and give his stall a complete dung out and bed it down again before she headed out to the Evening Primrose Barn to do her job.
Walking into Red Willow Barn, she slipped down to the stall that housed the gelding she had just purchased. "Good morning, Shay." She greeted the gelding as she looked over his door. "What have you done to your bed?" She shook her head as she looked at the shavings that had been dug through until the grey horse had found the rubber lining that was normally between the shavings and the concrete floor of the barn. Grabbing his halter from the hook outside the stall, and entered the stall.
Once the gelding was happily munching out of his breakfast bucket in the barn aisle, she got to work with starting to muck out his stall. She would just do a basic skip while he ate and once he was finished, she would take him out to the pastures and give his stall a complete dung out and bed it down again before she headed out to the Evening Primrose Barn to do her job.