"Hmmm...it should be safe." I muttered to myself as I continued to ponder. Shrugging the whole 'safe' topic off, I walked to the storm shelter. Antsy horse neighed and kicked at the stall doors. I felt almost snobby walking right past them all. "Hey Trix." I cooed to the grey mare as I reached her door. Lettign myself in, I smiled as I was greated with a soft velveten nuzzle. "Hey girl." I said as I handed her a suger cube. Of course she took it. "You're such a sweetie." I cooed. Taking the praise, she nuzzled me as she snufffed my pockets for no treats. "No more!" I laughed and held up my hands as if I were guilty of something. I got disapproving snort. Laughing, I handed her one more. "That's it for now." I told her. In return, I got stared at with huge endless pools of eyes. I smiled and slipped the green halter over her crown. "I hope Jakob doesn't mind." I whispered as I led her out at to the cross ties. Getting my curry out of the grooming kit I had bbrought with me, I put it in front of her nose. Showing a miniscule amount of interest she snuffed it and continued to glance around at the other horse. Once in a while she'd nicker. I'm unsure if it was just me or not, but her nicker almost had a sarcastic tone to it, as if to rub it in the faces of the other horses. Brushing her was no trouble at all. Once in a while she'd get bored and stamp her hoof, but other then that, she stayed pretty still, which surprised me. As I struggled through detangling her tresses, she got annoying and nudged me. I simpled handed her a suger cube, which bought me more time to comb through her mane. Her tail was even harder. She seemed slightly senstive about that. "That's enough." I sternly told her as she stomped her foot a nineth time, missing my own by inches. Looking back, she flisked her tail. After 10 minutes of that serious of events repating, I finished. It wasn't my best job, but pretty darn good considering the attention span of Trix. "Now another fun part!" I heaved a sigh as I picked up the hoof pick. She did better then I thought. She picked up her front feet and only moved it when I tried getting the stuck-on hard mud. The back feet were more difficult. Everytime I tried picking it out, she'd move and put her foot down. I sighed and gave up, I got most of it out though. "Jeez girl. I'm really getting a work-out!" I laughed, leaning against her as I caught my breath. After a short break, I brushed her some more and finally stood back, admiring my work. It wasn't my best job, but it actually was pretty good. She looked gorgeous. "Just like Liza." I whispered.
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