Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jun 19, 2007 16:26:35 GMT -5
A young man of 17 walked into the feed mill. The mill shop was quiet and cozy, tons of items sitting on shelves or in bins. Resting in one of the cat houses, two very fat and obesse cats lounged, mewing happily when the man came in. While he scratched their ears, a woman walked out of the back office and exclaimed.Jay! You came back! I thought you were staying in Montana with your family to be a cow wrangler, she said, walking over and giving him a hug. Jay laughed.No way! Sam can't live without me. I came back. I just wanted to know if I could put up a flyer in here. Also to see if you still have my old job open, he said, showing the woman a flyer that said,
Problematic, young, or just out-of-hand horses? Just give me a jingle. I work with all types of horses, weather pony or draft, prancy or mellow. Just fresh from training in Montana, I can train your horse for any Western style of riding and start them under the saddle. Call me at 670-210-2747.
The woman read it, tapping her finger on her cheek, and nodded.Sure thing honey! I will stick it up in the window next to the dog food sale ad, she laughed. Jay grinned at her, his eyes bright.Thanks Aunt May. You're the best, he siad solemnly.
Problematic, young, or just out-of-hand horses? Just give me a jingle. I work with all types of horses, weather pony or draft, prancy or mellow. Just fresh from training in Montana, I can train your horse for any Western style of riding and start them under the saddle. Call me at 670-210-2747.
The woman read it, tapping her finger on her cheek, and nodded.Sure thing honey! I will stick it up in the window next to the dog food sale ad, she laughed. Jay grinned at her, his eyes bright.Thanks Aunt May. You're the best, he siad solemnly.
