Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Jan 3, 2018 11:24:58 GMT -8
you were everything i wanted but i just can't finish what i've started there’s no room left here on my back it was damaged long ago though you swear that you are true i still pick my friends over you
"Ready to go, boy?" she asked. The Dalmatian wagged his tail, and pounced up at her. Reagan smiled, and grabbed his leash. The Dalmatian, Bailey, barked at her, as if they were running late. "Relax," she said, and hooked the leash to his collar. They walked out the door together, Bailey pulling at his leash. He was ready to run around and play. Regan pulled her hood up, so she could keep warm in the winter weather. It wasn't terribly cold, but still winter gear was needed.
They walked down the path to head towards the Blue Ridge Reserve. The park would be a good place for him to play. Reagan hadn't really gotten out of the apartment much since she had arrived. She had checked her barn out, and was able to put her horse in the stable, but not much else. She had been busy planning her lectures for the semester about equine reproduction. Luckily, the class was held in the barn she managed. She still needed to go to her office and set things up to be more personable, but she would figure that out later. Bailey needed to run around. Once they arrived at the reserve, Reagan unhooked his leash and allowed him to run freely. He loved to play and run.
Tal decided that her dog deserved some time off campus, and she had some time to herself, so with the dog in hand, they jumped in her vehicle and headed off campus.
Arriving at the reserve, she parked in one of the many spaces and opened the door. "Manāt, down." She called as the dog leapt from the car as soon as the door was opened and she grinned as the canine's stomach and chin instantly hit the ground as she waited for her Mistress, her stump of a tail thumping on the ground. With an amused shake of her head, Tal grabbed the dog's rubber stick from the backseat and shouldered the pack she'd brought with her.
Closing the door, she locked the car and walked over to where Manāt was still waiting. "Good girl." She said as she tapped her own hip, giving the Rottie permission to rise and scratched her behind the ears. "Fetch!" She said as she pulled her hand back and threw Twiggy through the air and the dog didn't need any more encouragement to take off after the toy.
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Jan 31, 2018 17:15:53 GMT -8
Reagan loved being able to let Bailey run free. It helped him relieve some of his energy, and she could relax and play with him. His demeanor was so friendly. Her dog was amazing, to her. She hoped others would feel the same if they ever met him.
Bailey barked as soon as he caught wind of another dog. He ran towards Reagan, his tail wagging furiously. He knew better than to approach the other dog, so he barked at her from his owner's side. Reagan looked up and saw the other woman. She waved at her, though she didn't know her. It didn't hurt to be friendly, though.
Post by Talia Ezra on Jan 31, 2018 19:24:20 GMT -8
Tal's eyebrows rose when she saw Manāt drop to the ground on top of her toy, tail clamped to her body before she scooted backwards, picked the rubber stick up and hightailed her back to her side. Tal had been so busy watching the dog, that she hadn't noticed the other dog, but with the Rottie at her side again she surveyed the area and spotted the other woman, fortunately as she raised her hand in greeting and with a smile Tal returned the greeting before bending to pick up the stick and throwing it for the black and tan dog once more. "Fetch!" When the dog took off after the toy, Tal headed in the direction of the woman.
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Jan 31, 2018 19:51:36 GMT -8
Bailey shook in excitement with the thought of another dog to play with. His tail wagged furiously. "Sit," Reagan said, unsure of how the other dog would react to him. Bailey sat, though uneasily. The Dalmatian wanted to run. Reagan figured he would be able to run in just a bit, but not until after she talked to the other woman. But when the other woman threw the stick for her dog, Reagan assumed it would be okay, as long as Bailey didn't interfere with the other dog. She grabbed his ball from the ground, and threw it away from the other dog. Bailey took off after it, happy to be able to run again. Reagan looked up at the woman, with a smile on her face. "Hey," she called out, as if she were calling to a friend.
Post by Talia Ezra on Jan 31, 2018 20:33:19 GMT -8
Tal smiled as a ball was pitched in the opposite direction from where she had thrown Twiggy. "Hi!" She called back with a bright smile. "Manāt is a stick dog, so you don't have to worry about throwing your ball near her. And she's so protective over her toy that she'd just lie on it if she thought another dog was going to steal it from her." She smiled and shook her head, because if someone did take Twiggy, the Rottie would go and get the biggest stick she could find, just to prove a point. "I'm Talia."
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Feb 1, 2018 0:09:38 GMT -8
Reagan smiled as the woman approached her. "Bailey will just try to play with her," she said, happily. The Dalmatian loved other dogs. Honestly, he loved anyone who would give him any sort of attention. He came bounding back to Reagan at the sound of his name, his ball in his mouth. He wagged his tail at the new lady, trying to see if she would pet him or play with him. Reagan reached down and grabbed the ball from him, and threw it again. He went running after it. "I'm Reagan," she said. "Nice to meet you."
Tal nodded. "Manāt's not the most playful of dogs. When it comes to other dogs anyway, as she grew up where I was apprenticing, and my Mule puts up with her antics." It wasn't in the Rottie's nature to lash out at the other dog, but the dog would probably be confused of what was being asked of her, though she was sure she'd catch on pretty quick.
She grinned when the other woman introduced herself. "Ah, the new barn manager!" She said with a nod. "I'm the farrier on campus." She made it her job to know who all the barn staff were, even if she hadn't met them personally, and Katherine had mentioned about Reagan's arrival, though Tal had yet to find time to head over to the barn to say hello.
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Feb 1, 2018 23:59:13 GMT -8
Reagan smiled and shrugged. "Either way," she said. The dog would still try to play no matter what the other dog's reaction was."Bailey isn't so used to being the only dog. He thinks everyone is here for him to play with," she laughed. Everyone had to be his friend. There was no other option.
She hadn't expected the woman to have heard of her, though it wasn't a huge campus. Most of the staff had some sort of connection to each other. "Oh!" she exclaimed, excited to see the farrier she had heard about. "Nice to meet you!" she said, offering out her hand. "I had been meaning to set up some sort of meeting with you!" she said. "You know, just so I could know who you were." She had a feeling the two were going to get to know each other fairly well due to their work.
Tal nodded, knowing that some other dog would sort out the Dalmatian's opinion on the world at some point, as she knew that not every other dog was happy to allow others to try and get them to play. "Manāt is still trying to work out why there are other dogs around."
She shook the other woman's hand with a smile. "Tux has done a wonderful job of keeping me in line with making sure the mares and stallion are always done on time. I've been introducing his youngsters to the idea of having their feet worked with too." The youngsters were always fun to work with, and handling them showed what the students working with them needed to work on and what they were doing well.
Post by Reagan Amalia Hart on Feb 14, 2018 18:54:09 GMT -8
Reagan laughed. "That's adorable," she said. She couldn't imagine her dog not realizing there were other dogs around. Bailey had been socialized with other dogs since he was a puppy. "I'm sure she'll figure it out soon!" Reagan said, hopefully. As long as the other dog was kind to Bailey, it really didn't matter either way. And everything seemed to be good so far.
"Good to know," Reagan smiled. She was glad her horses were being taken care of. Well, they weren't really her horses, but she thought of them as such. They were in her barn, under her management. They belonged to the academy, but she was in charge of them. Especially since she also taught the reproduction classes. Hopefully she'd be able to get her students in to working with the horses soon. "I bet the little ones are lots of fun," she said.
Post by Talia Ezra on Feb 15, 2018 22:41:51 GMT -8
Tal nodded. She'd always felt slightly guilty that the Rottie didn't get to meet as many dogs as she would if her owner didn't work with horses, though she had grown up with her mentor's Jack Russel, and she saw a few other dogs around the yard from time to time, but the canine's life had really revolved around horses, and Tal's Mule - who the woman was sure thought the dog was a weird smelling miniature horse.
She smiled and laughed. "They are indeed." She replied. "Everything is a brand new experience every single time we meet up, though after a couple of months it becomes the becomes the norm and they look at me as though to say 'oh, it's you again, no I don't want to lift my feet today'." She could possibly specialise in working with youngsters, if she didn't enjoy working with all the different people, horses and ponies that she worked with now.