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Post by katlyn on Mar 1, 2006 20:05:15 GMT -5
Laura got out of her beat-up old truck and walked to the entrance of the Farrier's office, taking off her sunglasses while opening the front door. This would be her second job ever after she used to be a dog groomer. She wanted to try something different now. She went to the front office, seeing a young man there.
"Hi!"
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Post by themusical on Mar 7, 2006 19:04:35 GMT -5
"Oh, hi!" Said Reynard, getting up from the desk. "You must be Laura!"
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Post by katlyn on Mar 7, 2006 19:16:41 GMT -5
"Yep that's me. And you are Reynard?"
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Post by themusical on Mar 7, 2006 19:26:39 GMT -5
"Yep!" Said Reynard, "How much do you know?" When it came to work, he wasn't one for talking for forever.
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Post by katlyn on Mar 7, 2006 19:28:18 GMT -5
"Well, I've lived with horses like... my whole life. I've never had one day withour owning a horse. I've seen farriers come and fix my horses' shoes in stuff and it looked interesting. And now, I get to do it myself."
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Post by themusical on Mar 7, 2006 19:42:31 GMT -5
"Okay," he said, "So you know how to act around horses and pick their hooves and stuff, which is good." He led her outside to the place where he did most of his shoeing, at least when people came to him instead of vice-versa. "This rack is what we set the horse's hoof on so we don't have to hold it." He said.
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Post by katlyn on Mar 7, 2006 19:54:23 GMT -5
"Wow. nifty"
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Post by themusical on Mar 7, 2006 22:40:28 GMT -5
.............................
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Post by katlyn on Mar 8, 2006 18:12:37 GMT -5
{just show her more suplies in stuff}
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