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Post by xx. Cavalletti on May 13, 2007 8:03:07 GMT -5
Abby walked into the breeze barn whistleing. She pushed the feed trolley and one by one went to each horse a poured the feed into their stall feed bins. First to Sahara, who happily eat as though she needed all the nuetriants she could get, then Sampson, a nervous boy who was in fairly ok health, but was untrusting, after that she feed Calli, the happy-go-lucky mare that Abby rode, who wasn't here for training, or rehab, but was Abby's to enjoy. Finally she walked into Liberty's stall. They palomino mare hardly ate and her weight left alot to be desired. Abby frown, and held out the feed tenderly. She ate more if someone was with her, and was slowly putting on weight, but the Dalton's were still worried.
Liberty seemed to accept more feed with Abby rather than her mother, as she didn't seem to like adults. Something in her past must be therrre...
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