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Post by angelsdream on Jan 10, 2009 22:08:40 GMT -5
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Post by DianneC on Jan 11, 2009 10:53:24 GMT -5
Yeah, the braiding worked. They are both looking great Angel.
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Post by lindad on Jan 11, 2009 11:52:14 GMT -5
Pretty girls. Wait until you see what is under all of that hair. Bella has all of that amazing man frosting that I am so envious of!
Linda D
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Post by canadiankigers on Jan 11, 2009 12:17:39 GMT -5
Great pictures!!!! It always amazes me how cute and cuddly they look in their winter woolies. Thanks for sharing.
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Post by fantasykiger on Jan 11, 2009 14:24:39 GMT -5
what beautiful girls ;D thanks for sharing new pics of them with us.
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Post by angelsdream on Jan 12, 2009 7:58:17 GMT -5
Yea she's growing!! Im happy with Bella.. Me and Lakota have started our lessons back up. She is such a dream horse - she learns quicker than I do. Oh how I love that horse  What is it with mud holes or puddles of water in the road? I guess horses think that it's a hole?? Me and Lakota were riding saturday and we came across a huge puddle of water that she wouldnt go thru, eventually I convinced her it wasn't going to kill her and she walked thru it, but it's funny how they think it's a big dark hole. |
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Post by stlkigers on Jan 12, 2009 18:23:22 GMT -5
Angel:
Bella is going to a gorgeous girl when she sheds her cute woolly winter coat...Can't wait to see that transformation.....
I know what you mean about things in the road....I was riding a friend's TWH in a parade...She did fine stepping over the white lines, but HATED the yellow lines and the horse eating man-hole covers!
Angela
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Post by DianneC on Jan 12, 2009 21:49:38 GMT -5
I know, we had a bunch of little puddles on the trail in the pasture. Smoke and my friend's four year old boy and I were walking along and we came to a puddle. The boy would have happily tromped through it but Smoke took his nose against the boy's shoulder and nudged him off the trail! I couldn't figure out what was going on until the two of them had finished walking around the puddle and Smoke nudged him back onto the trail. Every puddle was the same, I was laughing so hard I was about to roll on the ground....
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