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2/11/2022

Unexpected Company

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It was August 29, 2021.  All the new horses arriving meant that Skye hadn't had much time for her own little herd. She took them out together to the big arena, before dawn, while it was still cool.

Practicing the techniques that Grace had taught her with the new horses, Skye put a halter and long line on one of her favorite mares, Deer Medicine, a Thoroughbred and Spanish Mustang cross called an Anglo-Barb.  

Most of her horses were mares, except for the appaloosa gelding that arrived in July. He was coming along nicely. It took some effort, but she had finally managed to clean him up pretty nice.

Skye decided ground work might be good for Ladyhawk, the grey mustang mare. She was always high-headed. Perhaps lunging could help balance her.  
Ladyhawk seemed particularly distracted, however, and instead of getting the hang of ground work, she seemed to be getting more and more antsy.

While Skye was focused on Laydhawk, the other horses were focused on something in the distance.

And then the problem became obvious. Up from the south as the sun crested the mountain he came. Petrichor!

Ladyhawk spun and Skye held on. The lunge line was now across the grey mare's back. It was awkward, but she had a certain amount of leverage on the mare and was able to control her advance toward the unexpected guest.

Petrichor danced about at the fence line...the rope and ribbon fence line, hardly a barrier meant to deter a wild stallion.

Hobo slipped through the fence and approached the stallion. Skye gasped. She has seen Petrichor strike. Hobo wasn't a herding dog. And perhaps that was a good thing. He came in calm, and although colored an awful lot like a cougar himself, the stallion did not strike.

"Hobo come!"
He didn't exactly come, but he got inside the fence, and maintained a line between the mare and the stallion.  And then, after what seemed like an eternity, Petrichor moved off, trotting away, occasionally casting a glance over his shoulder as he did.

​Skye decided to resume ground work another day. 





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    Hi, my name is Corina, the official story teller for Grace and Skye.  Grace owes her beauty, style and charm to Anne Field, Field of Dolls Studio.  Skye does too, for that matter, as Anne fostered her for a while, giving Skye a complete makeover in the process.  The horses, dogs, cats, saddles, bridles, furniture and so forth are the work of many artists.  I'll do my best to acknowledge them as we go from day to day.

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