Learning To Ride

After the visit to the hospital, Palmer went back home. She was heading straight to the stables to check on Misty and Jackal. The smell of ammonia was something that beckoned her. Palmer loved the smell since she was a little girl. 

“Hello, precious,” she said as she walked inside the stall. Misty approached her and nuzzled her, tugging on her hair while tickling her neck.

“Stop it! You’re tickling me!” Palmer laughed, kissing Misty’s forehead while rubbing her beautiful brown mane. She opened the stall and let them out to the pen where they galloped around until they got tired. 

Leaning against the fence, she let them have their fun as she observed them closely, especially Jackal since he needed to stretch his little legs. He was one active little creature.

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