Post by sillyfilly09 on Sept 2, 2011 19:26:19 GMT -5
KETTLE TOP & MICHAEL
The sun glinted off the red colt's coat, making him look dappled chestnut and darker than he already was. Michael watched as the colt's groom, Lucinda, finished saddling him up for his workout. "He's all yours, Mike. Enjoy your ride!" The girl smiled at him and handed him the colt, and he easily bounced on from the ground. Ket bounced in place, as the colt's owner walked up to them. "Alright. Breeze him about 5 furlongs, no more. Hold him back the first couple of furlongs then just let him at it. Enjoy!" He patted Mike's knee . "Alright boss, will do!" Mike steered the colt onto the Dirt track, Ket's short, red mane bouncing with each stride. He patted the horses' neck, walking him along side the rail.
After a few minutes, he pressed the colt into a bouncy trot. Ket was a bit lazy, and Mike tapped him with the whip lightly. INstantly, the colt knew he meant business. The red horses' mane bounced up and down, his breathing steady and coming out in small puffs. Gently urging the horse into a canter, he cantered clockwise before turning the horse around and pushed him into an easy gallop. Ket tossed his head, slowing down and balking. Mike muttered to himself, tapping the horse with the crop. Ket squealed and excellerated, only the pounding of his hooves could be heard by Michael. He passed the 2 furlong mark, and he neck-pumped the horse to go all out. Ket flicked his red tail, and sped up instantly. Michael tapped him only once, and which the colt replied with a burst of speed. Passing the last furlong mark, Mike stood in the irons and tried to slow the galloping horse. Ket's white face stood out as they trotted back to the barn to cool him off. Waiting at the side was Lucinda and his owner. "Nice work! Ket looked really good. A bit unsure of himself but with a couple more training sessions he'll eventually get over that!"
The sun glinted off the red colt's coat, making him look dappled chestnut and darker than he already was. Michael watched as the colt's groom, Lucinda, finished saddling him up for his workout. "He's all yours, Mike. Enjoy your ride!" The girl smiled at him and handed him the colt, and he easily bounced on from the ground. Ket bounced in place, as the colt's owner walked up to them. "Alright. Breeze him about 5 furlongs, no more. Hold him back the first couple of furlongs then just let him at it. Enjoy!" He patted Mike's knee . "Alright boss, will do!" Mike steered the colt onto the Dirt track, Ket's short, red mane bouncing with each stride. He patted the horses' neck, walking him along side the rail.
After a few minutes, he pressed the colt into a bouncy trot. Ket was a bit lazy, and Mike tapped him with the whip lightly. INstantly, the colt knew he meant business. The red horses' mane bounced up and down, his breathing steady and coming out in small puffs. Gently urging the horse into a canter, he cantered clockwise before turning the horse around and pushed him into an easy gallop. Ket tossed his head, slowing down and balking. Mike muttered to himself, tapping the horse with the crop. Ket squealed and excellerated, only the pounding of his hooves could be heard by Michael. He passed the 2 furlong mark, and he neck-pumped the horse to go all out. Ket flicked his red tail, and sped up instantly. Michael tapped him only once, and which the colt replied with a burst of speed. Passing the last furlong mark, Mike stood in the irons and tried to slow the galloping horse. Ket's white face stood out as they trotted back to the barn to cool him off. Waiting at the side was Lucinda and his owner. "Nice work! Ket looked really good. A bit unsure of himself but with a couple more training sessions he'll eventually get over that!"