Bojack Horseman Oc Novels & Stories

“You’ll have to take him on Bossy.” She gave them a sharp look. “You don’t have to go into the fields today.” “Sure we do. We got important work to do.” By the look on her face, she obviously didn’t believe them. Jake shrugged. “Alright. We’ll take the same horse.” He was secretly relieved to not have to worry about riding the animal by himself. He had a tough time staying on Bossy when he rode her the previous day. He didn’t care to go through that again, though he would never admit it to her brothers. The animal lived up to its name. It didn’t like anyone telling it what to do. It protested all of his commands and threw him off a couple of times. He never felt so dirty in his li

Jake's face tenderly brushed against hers as he showed her as much of Whispering Creek as he could before the sun disappeared. Jake escorted her as his date to the race track the following weekend so she could see one of his horses in a race before the actual races began. Jake told her stories about racing history, explaining why he loved it so much. Then, once the real race started, Hailey was pumped to root for one of WhispCreek's most beautiful horses, Sundance. They watched both of them intently as Jake's horse sprinted around the track to victory!

“Listen to me, I’m not going to repeat myself. Don’t call me again and don’t you dare to appear anywhere near my house. I’m warning you, Cynthia.” “Boo-hoo.” “Yes, well. Goodbye.” Hanging up the phone didn’t work, she kept calling so I decided to just turn it off. Things with Rebecca weren’t getting any better, being a dick was what was worsening things. “Boss, the new mare. She’s not letting the men work with her.” Right. Rebecca’s horse was just as unpredictable as her owner. “She almost kicked Joes head off.” “Leaver he alone, I’ll go by later.”

I didn't think Jaxon had ever been in such close proximity to a horse in his life until three weeks ago. That wasn't a judgment. I hadn't either, really. The closest I had come to a horse before meeting Lola was at the county fair. My dad was out gambling, and my mom had taken me, probably to distract both of us from what a mess our lives had become. I still remembered the horse in question. His name was Applejack, and he'd been a beautiful chocolate brown. I hadn't had time to ride him. The man in a cowboy hat was getting ready to saddle me up when my dad had shown up unexpectedly with a huge wad of cash. He'd won big at some poker game, and asked us if we wanted to go out to eat.

Jonathan told her the project was a one-shot because, in their line of work, the competition in their field was the biggest threat. Their first stop was at a local ranch outside the city. Horses were being lined up for the upcoming race. There was a group of horse clubs and local journalists at the event. Jonathan took her hand again, his grip protective, and led her to a wooden cottage—a large hall with stables and piles of hay. The horse keeper, a man dressed in blue jeans and a brown hat, recognized Jonathan. He left whatever he was doing and welcomed them. He shook her hand too with a gentle smile. Evania was amazed by the man's reaction; such a strong, muscular man with a gentle attitud

Roy jumped up and perched on his horse. The white horse was designed with the logo of the Blackpool Pack. It was obvious that the horse seemed to recognized only him. As in the first place, the horse kicked away the two guards with its back foot when they made attempt to hold it down for Roy to get on it. The guards soon knew that they could not control the horses. Roy came out and with a touch of his gentle hand on the horse head made it calmed itself.

“He seems to be doing much better now he’s here.” They’d had a rough couple of months as Orion adjusted to a life without his mom, living with his Aunt, a steady routine and a bunch of aunties and uncles who followed his every move. His anger and fears from the trauma of his last time he spent with his mother however were finally though slowly giving way to smiles and happiness. “The way he laughed yesterday when Bosco fell off the horse made my heart hurt with happiness,” Chastity grinned at the memory. “Bosco has been on this ranch multiple times. He fell off the horse on purpose just so Achilles would rescue him.”

he said gleefully as he took my hand in his again. … The man led the horse outside into the meadow before he readied it for our ride. I watched with intense curiosity as he went about it. The horse was much larger now that I could see it’s entire body in the open. “His name is Marco. He’s very obedient and patient so there’s nothing for you to worry about. He’s going to be a very smooth ride,” he said as he patted the horse’s neck.

How about a pony instead? Brother then came out of his office holding a book, "Brother, you're giving Ecklis a horse? Isn't it too big for him? How about a pony instead," I suggested. "I suggested that as well, but he was set on having a black Thoroughbred horse, so I'll buy him a dozen." Meh, he's a walking ATM machine. "Brother! You mean the most popular racing horse in North America?! Do you know the horsepower? Do you know how dangerous it is for someone so little--"

They were silent for a while, both of them watching a couple of horses in the paddock. "Scooby looks fit," Jasper said of the chestnut who was shaking his mane knowing that his mistress was near. "Yes, he's going to Cheltenham next month. Your father loved going there. It was the one thing we shared." "I could go with you if you'd like me to?" "Well, maybe," Rosslyn shrugged "If you can remember." Jasper let out a sigh, his breath forming a little cloud. "I'm sorry, about earlier, it was a complete accident. I…"