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 Gwen Robinson on Apr 10, 2019 18:28:55 GMT -8
Gwen walked down the aisle of her barn, clipboard in hand. As she walked, she tapped a pen against the board absentmindedly and looked in on each of the horses, making sure their stalls were neat and waterers were all clean and full. There had been an issue earlier in the week with a few automatic waterers not filling properly, but all seemed to be in running order again now. While she didn't pay much attention to Sugar, a lead rope looped through her belt loop belied that the little fuzzy donkey following behind her was, in fact, associated with her.
It was one of Sugar's favorite activities, these barn inspections. The jennet was well-behaved and followed Gwen, much like a dog, while Roo was turned out to graze. When they were passing horses in the aisle, Gwen would reach down and hold the lead rope properly, but otherwise, she was able to do her job without too much fuss. The lead rope, in truth, was more for appearances sake than necessity anyway.
Post by Demeter Carr on Apr 11, 2019 12:22:32 GMT -8
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY ARE LIKE SHOOTING STARS CAUSE I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Demeter chuckled as she finished off the email she had been writing to Miranda and Othello, letting them know how Ziggy and Zagg were doing with their showing and riding careers, and sent it. She knew that she didn't have to keep her two past vet students in the loop of how the horses were doing, but the two had worked so hard with the horses, and invested so much time on them, that she knew they would been keen to have more information than what they could find on the internet.
Closing down the windows that were open on her monitor, she pushed her chair back, checked her watch, and rose to her feet. She had some time to herself, and some planning to do, and decided that the best way to spend this time was to go and visit her gelding. And yes, make sure that he hadn't suddenly picked up some phantom injury from feeling ignored and neglected; when he was neither.
Whistling, she walked across campus and into Red Willow, keen to see her Sporthorse, silently begging the universe that he wasn't causing the barn manager any undue stress, and she patted her pockets to make sure that she had a roll of lifesavers so she could bribe the gelding to be normal if need be.
Post by Gwen Robinson on Apr 19, 2019 6:48:20 GMT -8
Gwen continued her inspection, smiling as she approached the stall of a black-and-white sporthorse gelding. She held out a hand for the gelding to snuffle at, even though it was empty, as she poked her head into the stall to check the waterer. Pleased to see that it was in order, she stepped back and grinned as she looked ahead, "Looks like someone's here to visit you, buddy." She paused instead of moving on, not wanting to ignore the equine vet in case it wasn't her horse she was coming to see.
Post by Demeter Carr on Apr 29, 2019 23:31:41 GMT -8
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY ARE LIKE SHOOTING STARS CAUSE I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Demeter's eyebrows shot up when she saw that Gwen was by Tau's stall, and she glance heavenward, a silent prayer that her gelding was actually alright. "Whatever he's told you it's a lie." She said, her face completely straight. "I would never sneak into the barn after-hours and feed your mini-donks sugar cubes! Well, not after he's blown my secret anyway." Not that she would ever dream of doing anything like that anyway... well, not now that she was a so-called adult.
She pulled out the roll of sweets as she approached the stall and held out two on her hand as she reached the gelding, who was already stretching over the door to get them. "How's everything doing?" She asked with a smile, once a quick look had told her that the gelding was standing square enough.