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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 9, 2007 17:52:36 GMT -5
 Name:Irish Muse Gender:Male Speed:()()()()(o) Obideance:(?)(?)(?)(?)(?) Endurance:()()()(o)() Hardiness()(o)()()() Jump:()(o)()()() Other: Age:4 Breed:thoroughbred |
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 18:04:09 GMT -5
Lauren lay her hand on Mist's back, feeling her soft coat beneath her fingers, as the filly ate her oats. It was 7am, and Lauren had already taken her out to the track to excercise her for the day. The work was good. But her mind kept wandering to the colt that Jenn and she had found not too long ago. She had determined that he was a thoroughbred, about 4 years old, but she still wanted to know more about him. Who had owned him before? Why had they treated him so badly?
Giving Mist one last pat, she left the stall and went towards Muse's in the corner. "Hey boy. Said she quietly, pouring in him mixture of food into his bucket and waiting to see what he did.
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 18:19:48 GMT -5
Jenn walked down the path to the barn. She was eager to see how the colt was doing. At the present, her looked great, eagerly scoffing down food from a bucket, unblivious (sp?) or uncaring of the fact that Lauren was behind him, however as she came in he slowed and eyed her warily. "Hey! Look what I found in some newspaper I was going to recycle!"It was an old classifieds clipping. $100
Horse Colt
4yr o
Buckskinish
Untamed |
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 18:40:13 GMT -5
Lauren tilted her head at the clipping as Jenn walked up the aisle. "Well, how do we know that it's talking about Muse here?" Asked she, glancing at Muse.
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 18:47:07 GMT -5
"He is a four year old colt, has a kinda buckskin coat, but without the points, and he didn't exactly rush to greet us!"
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 18:53:19 GMT -5
"Still......We can't race him until we have documents......I'd try to see the ID number on his lip, but I don't want to frighten him."
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 20:53:10 GMT -5
"Well, he doesn't seem to mind you. I'll leave the ba-" Jenn stopped as the horse finished his feed and began to attempt to eat Laur's shirt. " or see if you can check now."
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 21:00:13 GMT -5
"Yea, I wonder why that is....." She trailed off as Muse began to nibble her shirt. Sighing, she nodded. "I guess I could try...." Lauren said, gently pushing the colt's head away rom her shirt and cautiously, but calmly, attempting to see the ID number on his lip.
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 21:03:53 GMT -5
The colt didn't mind that much, but took a large breath and let it out through his mouth, sending horse breath into Lau's face with a loud *whoosh*.
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 21:15:32 GMT -5
Lauren half smiled as Muse snorted, getting a good look at the ID number on his upper lip. "5683463....Write that down somewhere......5683463."
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 21:19:11 GMT -5
Jenn scrawled it down in Laurens user notes.
"Okay, I'll check with the local horse groups, they might help."
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 21:26:25 GMT -5
"It'd be registered with the Jockey Club, if anywhere." Lauren said patting Muse on the forehead before heading down the aisle. "C'mon; we can check on the net." Said she, opening the door to her small barn office and opening Internet Explorer.
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 21:28:40 GMT -5
Jenn followed her and sat down, staring intently at the screen.
"Okay."
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Post by Lauren Parkinson on Apr 27, 2007 21:34:32 GMT -5
After pulling up the website, Lauren logged in and then typed Muse's number into the screen, then pressed enter. Immeadiately, one entry came up. Clicking it, she watched as the stats pulled up. 5683463
Erin's CaramelChoco
Out of Goldykin by Erinheart
Allergies: none
Other: Likes to gnaw wool |
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Post by Jennifer Phillips on Apr 27, 2007 21:37:48 GMT -5
"You still gonna call him Muse?" Aithne asked. She noticed a note at the bottom.
Alive/Dead/(status unknown)
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