"The bratty, snobby middle schoolers need to grow up and learn that the world does not revolve around them. They just use the words to insult us when it's true about them. They think they're all that. You can do better then wear make-up, dye your hair, and date the hottest guy in school. You can be nice, start a decent life, and be a nice person."
School---High school is awesome. I thought it would be hard, but not really. The homework is easy, the classes are easy. I even know where all my classes are! I thought high school would be intimidating at first, I was really scared.
I love it!
Drama-----But now I have to put up with the 8th graders thinking "Oh I can pick on them, and i won't see them til next year." That's not cool.
"Well i dont give a crap RUTH! i really dont care u dont know what the fuck i am talking abt! and ur just plain anyyoing!" is what June said to me, because I was there for a friend in a time of need. June isn't the best person to hang out with. She does all sorts of bad things. She's jealous of me, because I'm cool, calm, sweet, nice, and hardheaded and fearless when I need to be. I'm all in all a good person. I love being me.
Those words that she used to describe me, she was describing herself and as I was reading it, I started laughing so hard I was crying. I love it when kids try to be a Punk. It's so cute!
I just don't understand why she would hate me if I'm a good person. I know I am. I carry it like a knight carries a sword. You can see it. I stand tall and almost nobody picks on me, except for her and her friend Kaily. I'll get this all sorted out.
Job-----I've also got a job. I start September 2nd, at 4 pm after school. I'm working at Birch Brother's Pizza and it's awesome! I'm friends with the whole family, and I love them.
Horses----Courtney is having me ride bareback to work on my seating, and won't put me in the saddle til I get it right. Maggie has a soft back, and so tall! I wouldn't relax until the lesson was almost over. Bareback Posting is so hard! I miss that english saddle so very much!
Boys----- Nothing much to say, I'm just getting annoyed with being checked out. Taylor is so nice! He's just a cool calm person, but I won't date him...not unless I'm sure. Jacob, I just met today. He's so cool!
Life------Life in general is awesome, and it's been great!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Anchorage Trip Bloopers.
Friday June 17th 2011
1) Stopped at the Caribou Restraunt and asked if they served fries...right after Jeremiah asked for fries. I need to learn how to listen.
Saturday June 18th 2011:
1) Felicia and I were at H20 oasis and there's this mote thing that circles the swimming pool and there's inner-tubes. I tried to jump into one to lay down in it; you know, let your bottom relax into the hole, your head lolling on one side of the tube, and your feet/legs dangling out the other. I tried to jump onto it from the side and ending up getting a dunking, and the inner-tube flipped on top of me.
2)Laying down on Felicia's bed and Toby (the tabby cat) jump up and scared the heck out of me and I thought that it was Felicia. >.<
3)Walking to Village Inn with Sue, Felicia and Carlita. Phone vibrated and it was really loud. Started singing "Off to see the Wizard" with Felicia and Sue. Not such a good idea in flip flops. Almost face planted.
Sunday June 19th 2011
1)Driving home. Just left Anchorage and Felicia and I take turns poking Sue saying "Poke, Bother, Annoy".
2) 40 miles out of Anchorage. Felicia: "Are we there yet?" Me: "How many more miles?" Felicia: "How many more minutes?" Me: "Are we getting closer? I need to pee." (Note: we were just doing this to annoy Sue.)
3) Sue was telling Felicia how much Giddeon (her black dog) likes me. He would cuddle with me and shove his nose between my legs and start sniffen' (Get your nose outta there, young man!). At one point, he actually tried to hump my leg. Felicia and I laughed, saying that I had another boyfriend.
4) Just passed Glenallen, Felicia pointed out a horse crossing sign. I was nomming animal crackers. I looked into the bag and pulled out a horse shaped cracker and made it look like it was crossing the road. Laughed so hard I cried. Felicia: "I love you Ruth." Me: (sounding emotional) "I love you too!"
5) Stood outside in the rain while Sue and Felicia were in a store. Couldn't find the car so i walk in and find Sue and Felicia. >.< I was soaked.
Monday June 20th 2011
1) At 12:00 am, right when we reached Delta I started saying "No place like home, no place like home."
2) 5 miles out of Delta I woke up with drool on my pillow. Either that or Felicia or Sue put water there to play a prank on me. Meanies.
3) At home now, I got out of the car and put my stuff in my room and went straight to the computer and facebook. Typical me.
Tuesday June 21st 2011
1) Texted Felicia. Go over an hour later and start laughing about the car ride home.
2) Later that night, we set up an air mattress and while trying to sleep, she took the blankets and I wrapped one around myself and roll over. Ends up falling off the bed with a thunk and the blanket. I climb back up and Felicia innocently asks Patrick for his number.
3) Patrick gives the OK and Felicia has his number.
Wednesday June 22nd 2011
1) On base with Sue, Felicia, Rachelle and Sheldon.
2) At the Lunch Buffet, Felicia is trying to finish her ice cream and says that I have to hurry up and help her finish her ice cream. I cross my arms and shake my head and mumble "Nu uh." So she tries to give me a spoonful of Ice Cream and it goes all over my chin. I open my mouth and laugh and she shoves the spoon in and I laugh harder. Ice cream runs out of my mouth. I end having to go to the bathroom because it was so darn funny.
3)It was Tony's birthday. The bugger turned 16. I forgot it was his birthday, but did I care? I don't think so.
Thursday June 23rd 2011
1)At youth group and trying to look out the glass door as Makayla opens it. Ends up hitten my head on the door and laugh it off.
Friday June 24th 2011
1) Felicia and I hang up the hammock and get in. The second we get in, the clip breaks and I land on my rear, laughing so hard I have to run to the bathroom.
2) In the hammock with Felicia and Rachelle, Rachelle keeps touching my breasts and then I have to explain to her that they are "Private Parts" and shouldn't be touched by others. She's only 5. It was still annoying.
3) Felicia's ride comes to pick her up for Chugnak and five minutes after she leaves, I say that I miss her already. Sue looks at me like I'm crazy.
I had fun being with Sue and Felicia. ♥
1) Stopped at the Caribou Restraunt and asked if they served fries...right after Jeremiah asked for fries. I need to learn how to listen.
Saturday June 18th 2011:
1) Felicia and I were at H20 oasis and there's this mote thing that circles the swimming pool and there's inner-tubes. I tried to jump into one to lay down in it; you know, let your bottom relax into the hole, your head lolling on one side of the tube, and your feet/legs dangling out the other. I tried to jump onto it from the side and ending up getting a dunking, and the inner-tube flipped on top of me.
2)Laying down on Felicia's bed and Toby (the tabby cat) jump up and scared the heck out of me and I thought that it was Felicia. >.<
3)Walking to Village Inn with Sue, Felicia and Carlita. Phone vibrated and it was really loud. Started singing "Off to see the Wizard" with Felicia and Sue. Not such a good idea in flip flops. Almost face planted.
Sunday June 19th 2011
1)Driving home. Just left Anchorage and Felicia and I take turns poking Sue saying "Poke, Bother, Annoy".
2) 40 miles out of Anchorage. Felicia: "Are we there yet?" Me: "How many more miles?" Felicia: "How many more minutes?" Me: "Are we getting closer? I need to pee." (Note: we were just doing this to annoy Sue.)
3) Sue was telling Felicia how much Giddeon (her black dog) likes me. He would cuddle with me and shove his nose between my legs and start sniffen' (Get your nose outta there, young man!). At one point, he actually tried to hump my leg. Felicia and I laughed, saying that I had another boyfriend.
4) Just passed Glenallen, Felicia pointed out a horse crossing sign. I was nomming animal crackers. I looked into the bag and pulled out a horse shaped cracker and made it look like it was crossing the road. Laughed so hard I cried. Felicia: "I love you Ruth." Me: (sounding emotional) "I love you too!"
5) Stood outside in the rain while Sue and Felicia were in a store. Couldn't find the car so i walk in and find Sue and Felicia. >.< I was soaked.
Monday June 20th 2011
1) At 12:00 am, right when we reached Delta I started saying "No place like home, no place like home."
2) 5 miles out of Delta I woke up with drool on my pillow. Either that or Felicia or Sue put water there to play a prank on me. Meanies.
3) At home now, I got out of the car and put my stuff in my room and went straight to the computer and facebook. Typical me.
Tuesday June 21st 2011
1) Texted Felicia. Go over an hour later and start laughing about the car ride home.
2) Later that night, we set up an air mattress and while trying to sleep, she took the blankets and I wrapped one around myself and roll over. Ends up falling off the bed with a thunk and the blanket. I climb back up and Felicia innocently asks Patrick for his number.
3) Patrick gives the OK and Felicia has his number.
Wednesday June 22nd 2011
1) On base with Sue, Felicia, Rachelle and Sheldon.
2) At the Lunch Buffet, Felicia is trying to finish her ice cream and says that I have to hurry up and help her finish her ice cream. I cross my arms and shake my head and mumble "Nu uh." So she tries to give me a spoonful of Ice Cream and it goes all over my chin. I open my mouth and laugh and she shoves the spoon in and I laugh harder. Ice cream runs out of my mouth. I end having to go to the bathroom because it was so darn funny.
3)It was Tony's birthday. The bugger turned 16. I forgot it was his birthday, but did I care? I don't think so.
Thursday June 23rd 2011
1)At youth group and trying to look out the glass door as Makayla opens it. Ends up hitten my head on the door and laugh it off.
Friday June 24th 2011
1) Felicia and I hang up the hammock and get in. The second we get in, the clip breaks and I land on my rear, laughing so hard I have to run to the bathroom.
2) In the hammock with Felicia and Rachelle, Rachelle keeps touching my breasts and then I have to explain to her that they are "Private Parts" and shouldn't be touched by others. She's only 5. It was still annoying.
3) Felicia's ride comes to pick her up for Chugnak and five minutes after she leaves, I say that I miss her already. Sue looks at me like I'm crazy.
I had fun being with Sue and Felicia. ♥
Monday, June 13, 2011
Here I am.
I'm fifteen now. My birthday was on June 10th, and it was an awful day. My nine year old brother Pepe got shotgun (front seat of the car) and he's too young! Mom let him get away with being there and being a brat to me, and accused me of being mean and bratty. I was only trying to be nice! Then mom got mad at me for something I didn't do, when it was Pepe who was cussing and yelling when I was trying to teach him something.
I knew turning fifteen wasn't going to be fun. Then mom made me do the laundry because she thought I was being lazy when I was clearly talking to my dad (They hate each other and I don't like that) so what do you think I did? I got mad because it's been a while since I talked to my daddy. She then accused me of being disrespectful to her. So? I have my flaws, but that's no reason to be mean.
I'm hoping to join the Deltana Fair's talent show. I'm hoping to memorize "I will" by Jeff Slaughter or "By Faith" by the same person. I love those songs!!!
I'm pulling a prank but I can't help but feel somewhat guilty about it. My friend Felicia is coming up to Delta from Anchorage, and I'm going with Sue to pick her up. I told her I was busy this weekend, June 17-19, and that I couldn't go with Sue to pick her up. I'm going to be busy, yes, going to Anchorage. Felicia will freak out!!! I'm going to surprise her. Her face will be priceless.
Sondra and Jimmy hooked me up with a friend, and Patrick is a dear. He's handsome with black hair, a roundish face and dark chocolate brown eyes, almost black. He's nice and sweet and he and I are more alike than it seems. We both like the color gray, we're both faithful, we're both kind of shy, and we're nice.
Life seems to be looking up, for a moment. I guess that I have a crush, oh, I haven't had one in who knows how long!! It's so strange. I feel happy when I'm with him, and I'm able to be me around him.
VBS is over, it went through June 6-10, and I did music. I was singing and dancing and just having a blast. Whoops, I gotta go. I'll update later! ♥
I knew turning fifteen wasn't going to be fun. Then mom made me do the laundry because she thought I was being lazy when I was clearly talking to my dad (They hate each other and I don't like that) so what do you think I did? I got mad because it's been a while since I talked to my daddy. She then accused me of being disrespectful to her. So? I have my flaws, but that's no reason to be mean.
I'm hoping to join the Deltana Fair's talent show. I'm hoping to memorize "I will" by Jeff Slaughter or "By Faith" by the same person. I love those songs!!!
I'm pulling a prank but I can't help but feel somewhat guilty about it. My friend Felicia is coming up to Delta from Anchorage, and I'm going with Sue to pick her up. I told her I was busy this weekend, June 17-19, and that I couldn't go with Sue to pick her up. I'm going to be busy, yes, going to Anchorage. Felicia will freak out!!! I'm going to surprise her. Her face will be priceless.
Sondra and Jimmy hooked me up with a friend, and Patrick is a dear. He's handsome with black hair, a roundish face and dark chocolate brown eyes, almost black. He's nice and sweet and he and I are more alike than it seems. We both like the color gray, we're both faithful, we're both kind of shy, and we're nice.
Life seems to be looking up, for a moment. I guess that I have a crush, oh, I haven't had one in who knows how long!! It's so strange. I feel happy when I'm with him, and I'm able to be me around him.
VBS is over, it went through June 6-10, and I did music. I was singing and dancing and just having a blast. Whoops, I gotta go. I'll update later! ♥
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Horses! Horses, Horses everywhere!
Tanana District 4-H Horse Camp, HERE I COME!!!! It's a 90% chance that I can go. Courtney has a free space reserved, because she's a leader. I don't even have to pay! Emmie, Hailey, maybe Ashley, and I will go. I'm going to have the time of my life! Courtney got a new gelding. His name is Hondo. He's a chestnut brown with white socks. He's the kind of horse for more experienced riders. We found out Ginger's real age...she's 30 something. =( So I might be riding Hondo. =) I kinda can't wait. She's starting a program where disabled kids can ride. We've been working with Hondo, Storm, Ginger and Ellie. Ellie is scared of loud noises, so we had to take extra time to get her used to people stomping up and down ramps, being laid on, having balls thrown at them. poor Ellie, we accidentally hit her between the eyes. The girl jerked her head up and almost hit Danny with the ball. Courtney, Carol, Danny, Hailey and I got a good laugh at it. I thought Ellie was a little like me, throwing basketballs. Like rider, like horse, I guess. It was much fun, and I got much needed exercise.
Hailey and I got to go on a trail ride after all that work. We talked about 4-H, which I hope to be joining soon. I'm just kind of sore. Hailey tried to teach me to post, which I found out I was messing up on because i was using my knees, and not my inner thighs. When you use your inner thighs to post, it's so much more comfortable.
I won't be able to ride Ginger in the 4-H play day games. I'm really hoping to ride Hondo. Ashley might ride Maggie. Maggie's not my type of horse, she's tall, fast, and scares me. I like shorter horses. Mk, I have got to go, I'll update when I get the chance!
Hailey and I got to go on a trail ride after all that work. We talked about 4-H, which I hope to be joining soon. I'm just kind of sore. Hailey tried to teach me to post, which I found out I was messing up on because i was using my knees, and not my inner thighs. When you use your inner thighs to post, it's so much more comfortable.
I won't be able to ride Ginger in the 4-H play day games. I'm really hoping to ride Hondo. Ashley might ride Maggie. Maggie's not my type of horse, she's tall, fast, and scares me. I like shorter horses. Mk, I have got to go, I'll update when I get the chance!
Monday, May 23, 2011
And you've got me on my toes...
SUMMER'S HERE!!! Whoohoo! This calls for ice cream from the Drive In...you've probably heard of it. Wonderful ice cream, the best burgers and the second best in town. I've already gotten a bit of a tan...thanks to spaghetti straps and laying in the sun for about an hour. It snowed two weeks ago, but it's all gone now, except up in the glaciers.
Courtney started us riding on Thursday, but I couldn't go, because of teen drama and a very serious situation. (No details) but I had to talk to a cop about it. No worries, I will be riding this Tuesday, and that should be fun. I don't know which horsey Courtney is going to let me ride, but I sure hope that it's Maggie or Ginger. We're going to start jumping and I'm hoping to adjust to the english saddle and improve my leg grip... my family has a history of bad knees and backs but I'm not going to let that stop me. Physical pain is NOT an issue while on a horse!!!
Anyway, spring is here, and tree tops are turning green, and I already rescued a caterpillar! He was in a burnt log and his hind legs were burnt off, poor guy. I took him out of his nook with little pliers and set him on the dirt and gave him a few leaves to snack on. I left him there to walk to the library and park and I came home around 4 'o' clock pm, the caterpillar was gone. I'm happy for him, if he wasn't eaten by a bird or trampled on by a much bigger creature then he. I decided to name the lil critter "Brandon". It suited him just fine.
My mom too is enjoying the fresh air and sunlight, but she stays inside a majority of the time, going outside only when I want her to and when she needs to- errands, store, mail....etc. Oh! I finally busted my little brother. We had finally been hanging out with Malie and Jowayne (our neighbors) and had to go inside at nine. Anyway, I was in my room braiding my hair and getting ready for bed, when I went to Jimmy and Pepe's room. I looked at the TV screen and asked Jimmy, "Where's Pepe?". Jimmy looked over to Pepe's bed and looked around. "Must have climbed out the window."
So, I went outside and sure enough, there was Pepe hanging out with Malie and Jowayne when he should have been in bed! I called to him at least 3 times before he looked at me, and he wouldn't listen so I went and got mom and Steven, and oh! It was awesome! He got busted for being out past curfew AND climbing out the window! Don't get me wrong, I'm not hellbent on getting my little brother in trouble, but it was wrong, what he was doing. I bet he'll do it over and over again, before Steven duct tapes the window shut.
My lil brother has a tendency to ruin my "perfect" days. Mom didn't want any of us going into the store after her and Pepe and Taylor followed her in when I clearly told them NOT to. Pepe and Taylor got caught and the first thing out of Pepe's mouth? "Ruth told me to." Mom, being oblivious to her youngest son's lies, believed him and I was chastised because of it. Had me down in the dumps, but I got my revenge (as explained above). Pepe, he could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day, and I always turn out to be the victim.
School ends tomorrow (it should have ended 2 days ago, but we had cold days) so I'm kinda sad about it. Tomorrow would be the last day I walk through Fort Greely Middle School's doors and next year, it's a different age and a different set of doors. I'm just kind of sad, but kind of happy too. I wore a yellow shirt today, and people called me "Sunshine" or "Yellow". Hannah thought it was cute to call me "Banana". I thought it was kind of annoying, but kind of cute, since I barely wear yellow.
I french braided Megan's hair and she was totally spazzed about it. I'm not that great of a braider, but, OK.
I look forward to wearing my riding boots again, and being on a horse's back, enjoying the sound of the hoofbeats and the rush of the wind. I miss being one with the horse.
Courtney started us riding on Thursday, but I couldn't go, because of teen drama and a very serious situation. (No details) but I had to talk to a cop about it. No worries, I will be riding this Tuesday, and that should be fun. I don't know which horsey Courtney is going to let me ride, but I sure hope that it's Maggie or Ginger. We're going to start jumping and I'm hoping to adjust to the english saddle and improve my leg grip... my family has a history of bad knees and backs but I'm not going to let that stop me. Physical pain is NOT an issue while on a horse!!!
Anyway, spring is here, and tree tops are turning green, and I already rescued a caterpillar! He was in a burnt log and his hind legs were burnt off, poor guy. I took him out of his nook with little pliers and set him on the dirt and gave him a few leaves to snack on. I left him there to walk to the library and park and I came home around 4 'o' clock pm, the caterpillar was gone. I'm happy for him, if he wasn't eaten by a bird or trampled on by a much bigger creature then he. I decided to name the lil critter "Brandon". It suited him just fine.
My mom too is enjoying the fresh air and sunlight, but she stays inside a majority of the time, going outside only when I want her to and when she needs to- errands, store, mail....etc. Oh! I finally busted my little brother. We had finally been hanging out with Malie and Jowayne (our neighbors) and had to go inside at nine. Anyway, I was in my room braiding my hair and getting ready for bed, when I went to Jimmy and Pepe's room. I looked at the TV screen and asked Jimmy, "Where's Pepe?". Jimmy looked over to Pepe's bed and looked around. "Must have climbed out the window."
So, I went outside and sure enough, there was Pepe hanging out with Malie and Jowayne when he should have been in bed! I called to him at least 3 times before he looked at me, and he wouldn't listen so I went and got mom and Steven, and oh! It was awesome! He got busted for being out past curfew AND climbing out the window! Don't get me wrong, I'm not hellbent on getting my little brother in trouble, but it was wrong, what he was doing. I bet he'll do it over and over again, before Steven duct tapes the window shut.
My lil brother has a tendency to ruin my "perfect" days. Mom didn't want any of us going into the store after her and Pepe and Taylor followed her in when I clearly told them NOT to. Pepe and Taylor got caught and the first thing out of Pepe's mouth? "Ruth told me to." Mom, being oblivious to her youngest son's lies, believed him and I was chastised because of it. Had me down in the dumps, but I got my revenge (as explained above). Pepe, he could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day, and I always turn out to be the victim.
School ends tomorrow (it should have ended 2 days ago, but we had cold days) so I'm kinda sad about it. Tomorrow would be the last day I walk through Fort Greely Middle School's doors and next year, it's a different age and a different set of doors. I'm just kind of sad, but kind of happy too. I wore a yellow shirt today, and people called me "Sunshine" or "Yellow". Hannah thought it was cute to call me "Banana". I thought it was kind of annoying, but kind of cute, since I barely wear yellow.
I french braided Megan's hair and she was totally spazzed about it. I'm not that great of a braider, but, OK.
I look forward to wearing my riding boots again, and being on a horse's back, enjoying the sound of the hoofbeats and the rush of the wind. I miss being one with the horse.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Catch Up
As I posted in one of my previous posts, spring has arrived. I have never seen my mom like this...allergies are annoying her. The sun feels nice, the snow in the driveway is gone, and there is a HUGE puddle out front. It has rained at least 5 times now, and I like walking around in that. I loathe Tony now... one month ago we broke up and he's being such a meanie, posting rude comments on my profile, cussing me out, and the worst thing he's ever done to me, yesterday I was wanting to talk to him, and he got on his dirtbike, glared at me and revved the engine and I had to jump out of the way before he hit me. I think he loathes me because he told me to move on and I tried, by dating Alex, and now he's mad at me for that, so I have the title "B***h" in his opinion. I know I'm not, he knows I'm not, so he also hates it when he's wrong. I am not too happy with him at all. Guys just give me trouble. I'm thinking of deleting my Facebook profile to create a new one, but then I'd lose all my photos and notes and information. I just don't want Tony contacting me because of his attitude and anger. I honestly got to get better friends!
I have caught a common cold, and I don't like it one bit. It might be because I play outside alot, rain or shine, and stay out kinda late, so that may be how I caught it. I don't like the runny nose OR the stuffy ears. Mainly the headaches I don't like. I loathe sniffling because for A) it's annoying B) it makes the headaches worse C) blowing my nose is better.
Easter went well, despite the fact that I couldn't find the last egg that mom hid.
I have caught a common cold, and I don't like it one bit. It might be because I play outside alot, rain or shine, and stay out kinda late, so that may be how I caught it. I don't like the runny nose OR the stuffy ears. Mainly the headaches I don't like. I loathe sniffling because for A) it's annoying B) it makes the headaches worse C) blowing my nose is better.
Easter went well, despite the fact that I couldn't find the last egg that mom hid.
Monday, April 25, 2011
SADDLE OF LIFE--MY FICTIONAL STORY--Chapter 15-
CHAPTER FIFTEEN, Peace Of Mind
The sun was rising over the mountains as Adrenaline loped gracefully and peacefully through the knee-high grass. The wind created by his passage ruffled my air and blew his mane. I was holding the leather reins in one hand, and holding the western saddle’s horn in the other while standing in the stirrups. Adrenaline’s arched neck was somewhat stretched out in his lazy lope. The sun continued to rise as his long white legs striked through the grass and his hoof beats resounding on the dry ground. Erik and Moon were loping behind us. Moon wasn’t as smooth as Adrenaline, but Erik was enjoying the early ride. Both horses were in an exceptionally good mood. The Huffingtons had given Moon to Erik free, papers and all, and I was teaching him how to take care of his own horse. We all enjoyed our early and late rides. I slowed Adrenaline down and Erik did the same with Moon. We slowed to a slow walk and started talking. I glanced at my watch.
“Seven AM, we got to head back.” As if the horses practiced alot, Adrenaline turned toward the trail that lead home, Moon followed.
“I wonder what will happen today…” was all I said.
“Same old…got to muck the stalls, tend to the animals in the cage room, help Bob with reluctant animals, soothe fretful owners…”
The list went on and on.
“It never ends!” I joked. We pretty much had the same schedule every day but I wouldn’t trade it in for the world.
The sun was rising over the mountains as Adrenaline loped gracefully and peacefully through the knee-high grass. The wind created by his passage ruffled my air and blew his mane. I was holding the leather reins in one hand, and holding the western saddle’s horn in the other while standing in the stirrups. Adrenaline’s arched neck was somewhat stretched out in his lazy lope. The sun continued to rise as his long white legs striked through the grass and his hoof beats resounding on the dry ground. Erik and Moon were loping behind us. Moon wasn’t as smooth as Adrenaline, but Erik was enjoying the early ride. Both horses were in an exceptionally good mood. The Huffingtons had given Moon to Erik free, papers and all, and I was teaching him how to take care of his own horse. We all enjoyed our early and late rides. I slowed Adrenaline down and Erik did the same with Moon. We slowed to a slow walk and started talking. I glanced at my watch.
“Seven AM, we got to head back.” As if the horses practiced alot, Adrenaline turned toward the trail that lead home, Moon followed.
“I wonder what will happen today…” was all I said.
“Same old…got to muck the stalls, tend to the animals in the cage room, help Bob with reluctant animals, soothe fretful owners…”
The list went on and on.
“It never ends!” I joked. We pretty much had the same schedule every day but I wouldn’t trade it in for the world.
Monday, April 18, 2011
SADDLE OF LIFE--MY FICTIONAL STORY--Chapter 11-14
CHAPTER ELEVEN, healing hearts
Right when we reached the barn yard, we heard a horse screaming, Ben, Duke and Bully were barking their heads off. We calmly walked around the barn and saw a really weird view. The vet was trying to calm a white mare down. She suddenly stopped freaking out and turned our way. She had smelt Adrenaline. She nickered tentatively.
“That’s better. Thanks, Adrenaline.” Was all he said.
“No problem.” Was all I replied. The mare stamped her foot and shook her mane.
“What’s her name?”
“Eclipsed Moonlight, answers to moon. She’s a purebred Arabian. Actually, she’s a show horse.”
“What’s she doing here?”
“I really don’t know. She was standing here, right by this fence. She started rearing and throwing a fit ever since I walked up to her.”
“How did you know her name? And how did you recognize her?”
“First off, see this gray stripe running down her face? And her halter has her name on it, so I knew immedietly who it was. I wonder if her owner knows her mare is missing. Bring Adrenaline over here, but make sure you have a firm grip. I don’t want anything to happen. He’s a calm horse, but I’m not so sure about her. Erik, come over here now and get a firm grip on her lead. I’m going to set up a pen for her, and I’ll take pictures of her later and post them around town, and ask whoever owns her to call. Guys, be careful, k? Make sure nothing happens.”
Erik just stood there and I took a timid step. I looked at Moon and saw something on her chest. It was a red line and it looked infected. Nothing could have caused that except a whip.
“Erik, look at her chest…”
He looked and sent out a stream of swears words. He was mad, and the horses picked up on it, but stood there calmly.
“We know the reason,” Erik said. “Why she ran away.”
I nodded my head.
“She’s hurt physically and emotionally. We’re going to have to heal her emotional scars on her heart.”
CHAPTER TWELVE, On The Recovery Path
I held Moon’s lead as Bob cleaned her cut. It hasn’t been there very long, as Bob said.
“Probably only a day or two, but still long enough to get infected. I’m going to contact her owners. Meanwhiel she can stay in that stall over there.”
Bob was trying to imitate a southern drawl. I laughed. Maybe his name incouraged him? His whole name happened to be Billy Oscar Besch. That’s why he wanted us to call him ‘Bob’.
“Why do you have to call them?”
“Because if we don’t contact them ASAP they will have the right to press charges, so I’m going to call them now. Put Moon in that stall.”
I led Moon into the stall and made sure she had bedding, food and water. She snorted indigiantly. I stroked her face and unclipped the lead and walked out the stall door, turning back to make sure the door was shut and locked. She peaked out over the half door. She spotted Adrenaline standing as close as the fence allowed. He neighed a greeting. They were gonna be OK.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN, Description
A few days later, Moon’s owners came. Adrenaline and Moon had been running around in the pen, we had put them together in the same pen because they had been fighting their own, trying to sniff each other and play. Now they were together and playing happily with Ben, Duke, and Bully.
Her owners pulled in about half an hour ago, and Billy was talking to them, making sure that this was their horse, made sure that they had the papers and her medical history. I was washing the dishes and Erik was outside mucking stalls. As I put another plate in the rack, Mrs. Huffington- that was her Moon’s owner’s name- turned to me and said; “I like that those animals get along so well. Moon was never very social, and she gets along with that stallion just fine. Do you know who owns that fine horse?”
“Ma’am, Adrenaline belongs to me, he’s a permanent resident here. I like it too, that they get along. Adrenaline has been a lonely horse far too long.”
“Well, Ms. Henning-”
“Please call me Alisa.”
“Well, Alisa, I was wondering if Adrenaline could be Moon’s travel buddy?”
“As in, sell him to you?” Shock crossed my face. She nodded. I flushed.
“But, the whip mark on Moon’s chest, I don’t want his fate to be like that. I don’t want him abused!”
Shock crossed her face, and just then Mr. Huffington came in. Mrs. Huffington didn’t notice him.
“That wasn’t done by me. I sincerely love that horse like my own child. Mr. Huffington did that one night. You see, he was drunk, and was working her, and got mad at her because her gait wasn’t right, and now I won’t let him anywhere near her. He’s always been the worst man to the animals. I charged him for hurting my girl. She’s always been alone.”
Mr. Huffington’s face flushed with anger.
Chapter Fourteen,Deception
“No.” Were the first words out of my mouth. “I refuse to sell him.”
“It’s ok, we respect that.”
I turned around and finished the dishes.
Mr. huffington had stomped out and was sitting in the truck blaring music, oblivious and ignorant of us, in his own world.
“He’s the one that harmed Moon?”
“Yes, he’s never been good around horses. Oh, look at that…”
She was looking out the window. Adrenaline and Moon were running around their pen, rearing occasionally.
“I can’t sell him, I’m sorry. He’s too close to me for me to do that. I know he’s close to Moon too, but he needs me and I need him.”
“Moon can stay here, she can’t be a show horse now.”
I looked at her curiously. She continued.
“She’s been abused by her legal owner, that would be Mr. Grumpy out there, and that’s considered offensive by the horse council.”
“Oh,” was all I could say. I thought a little.
“She’s a beautiful mare, and good temperament.”
“Yes, I know.”
I turned back to the sink and cleaned up my water mess.
Right when we reached the barn yard, we heard a horse screaming, Ben, Duke and Bully were barking their heads off. We calmly walked around the barn and saw a really weird view. The vet was trying to calm a white mare down. She suddenly stopped freaking out and turned our way. She had smelt Adrenaline. She nickered tentatively.
“That’s better. Thanks, Adrenaline.” Was all he said.
“No problem.” Was all I replied. The mare stamped her foot and shook her mane.
“What’s her name?”
“Eclipsed Moonlight, answers to moon. She’s a purebred Arabian. Actually, she’s a show horse.”
“What’s she doing here?”
“I really don’t know. She was standing here, right by this fence. She started rearing and throwing a fit ever since I walked up to her.”
“How did you know her name? And how did you recognize her?”
“First off, see this gray stripe running down her face? And her halter has her name on it, so I knew immedietly who it was. I wonder if her owner knows her mare is missing. Bring Adrenaline over here, but make sure you have a firm grip. I don’t want anything to happen. He’s a calm horse, but I’m not so sure about her. Erik, come over here now and get a firm grip on her lead. I’m going to set up a pen for her, and I’ll take pictures of her later and post them around town, and ask whoever owns her to call. Guys, be careful, k? Make sure nothing happens.”
Erik just stood there and I took a timid step. I looked at Moon and saw something on her chest. It was a red line and it looked infected. Nothing could have caused that except a whip.
“Erik, look at her chest…”
He looked and sent out a stream of swears words. He was mad, and the horses picked up on it, but stood there calmly.
“We know the reason,” Erik said. “Why she ran away.”
I nodded my head.
“She’s hurt physically and emotionally. We’re going to have to heal her emotional scars on her heart.”
CHAPTER TWELVE, On The Recovery Path
I held Moon’s lead as Bob cleaned her cut. It hasn’t been there very long, as Bob said.
“Probably only a day or two, but still long enough to get infected. I’m going to contact her owners. Meanwhiel she can stay in that stall over there.”
Bob was trying to imitate a southern drawl. I laughed. Maybe his name incouraged him? His whole name happened to be Billy Oscar Besch. That’s why he wanted us to call him ‘Bob’.
“Why do you have to call them?”
“Because if we don’t contact them ASAP they will have the right to press charges, so I’m going to call them now. Put Moon in that stall.”
I led Moon into the stall and made sure she had bedding, food and water. She snorted indigiantly. I stroked her face and unclipped the lead and walked out the stall door, turning back to make sure the door was shut and locked. She peaked out over the half door. She spotted Adrenaline standing as close as the fence allowed. He neighed a greeting. They were gonna be OK.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN, Description
A few days later, Moon’s owners came. Adrenaline and Moon had been running around in the pen, we had put them together in the same pen because they had been fighting their own, trying to sniff each other and play. Now they were together and playing happily with Ben, Duke, and Bully.
Her owners pulled in about half an hour ago, and Billy was talking to them, making sure that this was their horse, made sure that they had the papers and her medical history. I was washing the dishes and Erik was outside mucking stalls. As I put another plate in the rack, Mrs. Huffington- that was her Moon’s owner’s name- turned to me and said; “I like that those animals get along so well. Moon was never very social, and she gets along with that stallion just fine. Do you know who owns that fine horse?”
“Ma’am, Adrenaline belongs to me, he’s a permanent resident here. I like it too, that they get along. Adrenaline has been a lonely horse far too long.”
“Well, Ms. Henning-”
“Please call me Alisa.”
“Well, Alisa, I was wondering if Adrenaline could be Moon’s travel buddy?”
“As in, sell him to you?” Shock crossed my face. She nodded. I flushed.
“But, the whip mark on Moon’s chest, I don’t want his fate to be like that. I don’t want him abused!”
Shock crossed her face, and just then Mr. Huffington came in. Mrs. Huffington didn’t notice him.
“That wasn’t done by me. I sincerely love that horse like my own child. Mr. Huffington did that one night. You see, he was drunk, and was working her, and got mad at her because her gait wasn’t right, and now I won’t let him anywhere near her. He’s always been the worst man to the animals. I charged him for hurting my girl. She’s always been alone.”
Mr. Huffington’s face flushed with anger.
Chapter Fourteen,Deception
“No.” Were the first words out of my mouth. “I refuse to sell him.”
“It’s ok, we respect that.”
I turned around and finished the dishes.
Mr. huffington had stomped out and was sitting in the truck blaring music, oblivious and ignorant of us, in his own world.
“He’s the one that harmed Moon?”
“Yes, he’s never been good around horses. Oh, look at that…”
She was looking out the window. Adrenaline and Moon were running around their pen, rearing occasionally.
“I can’t sell him, I’m sorry. He’s too close to me for me to do that. I know he’s close to Moon too, but he needs me and I need him.”
“Moon can stay here, she can’t be a show horse now.”
I looked at her curiously. She continued.
“She’s been abused by her legal owner, that would be Mr. Grumpy out there, and that’s considered offensive by the horse council.”
“Oh,” was all I could say. I thought a little.
“She’s a beautiful mare, and good temperament.”
“Yes, I know.”
I turned back to the sink and cleaned up my water mess.
SADDLE OF LIFE--MY FICTIONAL STORY--Chapter 6-10
CHAPTER SIX, is it love?
My days evened out and I was healing nicely. Adrenaline was getting better and regaining weight, which was a good thing. His legs would take longer. I was in a walking cast now, no need to carry that huge lump of plaster. Every time I saw Erik, my heart did a thump thump that was really getting to me. What was this feeling? Why was I feeling it?
It had been at least three weeks since I had been released, and Mother and Daddy had woken up at least two weeks ago, and I see them everyday at the hospital. They were worse off then I was. They had to shave mother very carefully because there was glass in her scalp, and now her auburn curls were gone. But at least the glass was gone. Mother also had both arms broken and had to have stitches above her right eyebrow. Daddy broke a leg and had a neck cast, with a concussion. Erik came with me to visit them. Mother and Daddy want to move to this small town of Sundown to stay. I love it here. Erik is a major thing in my life now. It’s so weird. I’m not used to it. We hang out with Adrenaline whose legs are healed, but he is still only standing up for five minutes and stretching them before he gets tired and lays down. We walk him around the corral a bit to help him regain strength. Erik helps out when he can. There was this one time when our hands brushed and there was this weirdest sensation. I couldn’t describe it.
I was laying in Adrenaline’s stall with my head on his neck and listening to his breathing. Today is peaceful, I was thinking to myself.
“You know, Adrenaline, you’ve got to recover soon. I miss those trail rides and those fun times in Orville. That’s behind us now. We gotta move forward, and try our best. I’m not going to rush you, but please, I hate to see you in pain like this. I love you.”
I paused to take a breath.
“How are you doing today, anyway?”
“i didn’t think you cared!” Erik’s voice startled me and Adrenaline merely flicked his ears.
“Not you!”
“Oh really? Right when I walked in you asked that.”
I got up and walked over to him and stared him in the eye. He raised his eyebrows a bit and leaned closer. My heart did a funny dance.
CHAPTER SEVEN, decisions
Mother and Daddy were out of the hospital now, and Adrenaline could now trot, and was allowed outside. Mother and Daddy were talking about going to Orville to stay. I didn’t want to leave Heather Junction, ever. I loved it too much, so did Adrenaline. He has never been happier.
“But, Mother, I’m happy here and look at Adrenaline.” He was trotting around his pen with his new friends, Ben and Duke, two brown Sheepdogs. The dogs were grinning doggy grins with their tongues hanging out and the were somewhat drooling. I couldn’t help but smile. Mother grimaced but cracked into a smile. I grinned crookedly at daddy and he frowned.
“How could we deny that for Adrenaline?”
“Daddy….”
“All right lil one. You stay here and we’ll pack up. Our older neighbors will help us pack up our hold house. Mother and I will get our stuff and we’ll come back.”
“Drive safely.”
The vet had come up behind us.
“Alisa needs to stay because we don’t want Adrenaline getting sick or depressed without her here. She’s his hero! Take our truck, and our trailer.”
“Thanks, Mr. Scott, we appreciate it. We’ll leave tomorrow morning and we’ll be back in, say, about a week or two.”
CHAPTER SEVEN, Erik’s dog
“Alisa! I’m getting a new dog today!”
“Oh, Erik, I’m so happy for you! What breed is it?”
Just then a car pulled in and Erik gave me an apologetic look and ran over to the red ford. My friend back in Orville, James had taght me that this particular truck was an F-150 Ford Custom. As Erik ran up to the truck, a middle age man stepped out and walked to the bed of the truck. Erik stopped on the other side of the bad and the man said, “Look. Here’s to you and your passion for dogs.”
Erik leaned over and picked up the squirmy hunk of brown. it was a puppy.
“Thanks, Uncle Jay.I love him immensly.”
“No problem. Who’s that pretty gal over there?”
“She’s Alisa. Come meet her.”
Just then Adrenaline snorted and pushed against my back gently. He wanted attention. Just then Erik and his uncle stopped in front of me. James was holding a brown Pitbull. He had a white chest and and belly.
“Hello. I’m Uncle Jay. You can just call me Uncle Jay. Or just Jay, whatever works for you.”
“Hi, Jay, I’m Alisa.”
We shook hands and he said, “What brings you here?”
“It’s a long story.” Adrenaline was looking at him and Jay walked up slowly and stroked his white blaze with a thoughtful expression.
“This here, is a strong one. He looks like he was sired by Hectic Comet, a barrel racing horse of Quarter horse breed. Looks like this horse here got his stripe. And his dam was probably a showhorse of arabian breed. He got her arch and white and somewhat dappled coat. This horse here must of been an accident because they don’t mix breed horses of his parent’s trade. I wonder how this happened.”
“Adrenaline could not have been a mistake, Jay. He’s perfect!”
How could Jay not see that?
The pitbull jumped out of Erik’s arms and ran to meet Ben and Duke who were running toward us. They would be good friends.
CHAPTER EIGHT, friends
Erik named his pitbull Bully, and Bully, Ben, Duke and Adrenaline are all best friends now. They were practically inseperable. They all slept in the barn with Adrenaline, and their feed bowls were in there too. Only one more week until Mother and Daddy were back, and Erik and I were getting closer emotionally. Definetly love.
“So,” The vet (who told us to call him Bob) snuck up behind us while we were watching the dogs and Adrenaline play.
“What makes you two hold hands?”
I blushed, and Erik answered.
“Not sure yet.”
“Mhm, that’s why she’s blushing pinker then the sunset.”
I blushed deeper. He was so teasing!
“I’m not blushing and we all know it.”
Adrenaline sensed my mood and came over. He snuffled at me and rubbed his sort nose gently against my forehead. “I love you too, Adrenaline.”
I let go of Erik’s hand and scratched the white stallion behind the ears. He snorted contedly and walked away. Next thing I knew, Adrenaline’s bottom lip was hanging down, his eyes half closed, his tail up and his rear rubbing against the fence post. He loved being scratched, and could get goofy about it. He was scratching innocently and then Bully barked and Adrenaline jumped and trotted over to him and licked by his ear. A sign of friendship. Gotta love animal love.
There were white hairs on the post.
“Sweet itch, Bob? Should we look?”
“Mhm.”
“I haven’t seen him scratch that intensly.”
Bob thought a bit.
“Could be, but I don’t see a rash. Maybe it was just scratching for pleasure.”
I wouldn’t worry. Let Adrenaline be Adrenaline.
CHAPTER NINE, spiraling downward
“Hey, Alisa.” It was Erik. I lashed out at him.
“Leave me alone. I want to be alone.” He was shocked.
“But You said—-” I cut him off.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!” With that I sprinted past the barn and into the woods and ran on until my lungs felt like popping out. I collapsed on the ground gasping for breath and curled up on the pine needles. I started crying and clasped my hands over my ears to drown out the sounds of my anguished screams. I felt the ground vibrate. I looked up to see Adrenaline with Erik on his back. Erik looked worried. I glared at him.
“I swear, Erik, you suck at listening.”
“I know.” He dismounted Adrenaline and held his hand out. I looked at it for a second and then turned my head away. Adrenaline lay down beside me and laid his head on my thigh gently, his warm breath tickling my neck and cheeks. It was comforting. Erik sat down across from me, and looked at me. This…..mood of mine was going to be hard to explain to him. At least I had stopped screaming and Crying.
Chapter ten, lifted up
We stayed like that for hours. Erik got up stiffly and Adrenaline got up to let me up.
Erik offered me his hand again and I took it. He helped me up and I stretched.
“Sorry. I was mad, and I don’t know why.”
“It’s OK, Alisa, don’t worry about it, we all have those kind of days.”
“Thanks, Erik. Thanks for understanding.”
Adrenaline snorted and stomped his foot. I laughed and started walking.
Just then at that moment, Ben, Duke and Bully bounded out of the trees and Adrenaline shook himself, trying to convince himself he wasn’t scared. He came up behind me and stuck his head between my legs, lifted his neck and head, and I landed on his back. It was trick I taught him, and he did it just to surprise me.
He’s an amazing horse, I thought to myself. He’s also the sweetest horse I have known.
SADDLE OF LIFE--MY FICTIONAL STORY--Chapter 1-5
CHAPTER ONE “Preperation”
I started my day off like always: cleaning out Adrenaline’s stall and brushing him. Today I haltered him and clipped on his lead rope. Mom came in carrying the blankets and I picked out the blue one to go with his white coat. Adrenaline was an arabian quarter horse mix with a white coat and pretty blue eyes, and he was built like a quarter horse, with and arch in his neck from his arab side. He stood 16 feet from his hooves to his withers. As usual, his ears were pricked and his eyes were wide open with curiosity. Mom loaded the english and western saddle into the trailor and dad picked up two bags of grain and put them in the back of the truck with the four hay bales he loaded in the night before. Mom grabbed an extra halter and lead rope.
“Mom, the bridles?”
“Oh, yeah. Which one do you want to use?”
“Grab the hackmore and the one with the black leather, to go with the saddles. Oh, and please grab the blue saddle pad for the western saddle and the white pad for the english.”
I watched as dad grabbed the grooming kit.
“Anything else?” Dad had loaded the kit and was watching me lead Adrenaline in a circle to calm his nerves.
“Umm, the mouthwash?”
“Loaded.”
“Extra girths?”
“Loaded.”
“Bug spray?”
“Loaded.”
“Two horse blankets?”
“Loaded.”
“I don’t think we’ll be needing anything else.”
“Hoof kit?” was all dad asked.
“Sure.”
Mother loaded it and daddy opened the trailer door and I loaded Adrenaline. He snorted and settled in for the long ride.
Chapter two, “the trip”
Adrenaline nickered through the little windows in the trailer and then snorted to show his annoyance, he hated small spaces. I chuckled silently as I got into the truck and settled down and buckled up. We drove onto the highway and drove through town. We left the small town of Orville and drove toward the OrSwitt Mountain range. I opened the window and heard Adrenaline neigh and stamp his foot on the floor of the trailer. I stuck my head out a bit and let the wind tangle my hair pull at my face. I laughed and pulled my head back in. I fell asleep just as we passed OrSwitt lake. Next thing I know, I wake up and we are in Heather Junction. We stay at the hotel that night, one with a stable and paddock for Adrenaline to run around in. The next day, just as we are leaving and I was dosing in the back of the truck, mom screams and horns are honking and there is this huge collision and dad is knocked back. The last thing I hear is Adrenaline’s scream.
CHAPTER THREE healing
I wake up to see a doctor coming in the door.
I blinked and asked, “Where’s mother and daddy?”
A scream pierced through my memory. “Where’s Adrenaline?”
“Aw, Miss Henning, I see you’ve woken up. Your mother and daddy are in the ICU and both are in comas. I’m going to ask you some questions that couldn’t be answered.”
“OK.”
“What is your age?”
“15.”
“Full name?”
“Alisa May Henning.”
“Birthdate?”
“June 10th 1995.”
“Hm, thanks.”
“No prob.”
I turn my face away from him and stare at the wall. A single tear crawls down my face.
“Doc, you didn’t answer my last question…where’s Adrenaline?”
“At the animal hospital retrieving treatment.”
“How bad was he hurt?”
“The vet called and said he had scratches, and his forelegs are both broken.”
My cheeks flushed red with anger.
“DON’T YOU DARE PUT HIM DOWN!!!!”
Just then the vet walked in. He looked at me and sighed, shaking his head.
“Adrenaline was hurt badly and the fact we have to face is, he might not make it.”
I was crying like a waterfall now. I glared at the vet and he looked back.
“Don’t you dare kill my horse.”
He sighed and shifted his weight to the right foot.
“We’re going to try our best to help him recover.”
“How’re you feeding him?”
“Grain with vegetable oil to help gain weight, half bale during morning, that other half in the noon. He just woke up two days ago, and he should be fine. He’s been eating.”
“Head injuries?”
“Nope.”
“How long will it take him to heal?”
He had no answer.
CHAPTER FOUR, “information”
I stared at the vet, probably with pure hatred in my eyes. He stared back relentlessly. Adrenaline was on my mind. My beautiful horse, crushed and broken, without me and probably scared. I tried to get up, but the doc stopped me, and I sighed.
“Adrenaline…”
“I know.”
“I have to see him. He’s probably frightened. He needs me. Let me see him!”
The doc sighed and said; “Alisa, you have a broken arm and a fractured leg, not to mention, we needed to set three fingers and stitch up your right arm and bandage it. You are in no shape to see that horse.”
“Who are you to say I can’t see my horse?”
He sighed. I was being stubborn and I knew it. He knew I wouldn’t relent.
“You need to be at your best. Your horse needs your strength—”
“Drive me there now. Give me crutches and decent street clothes. I will not let my horse suffer alone.”
“You need to rest. I won’t let you—”
“Too bad doc. Let me out, please.”
The vet was watching the whole thing.
“She’s right. The horse is getting depressed and is barely eating. The only thing he really nibbles his food. He needs to see her. My wife and I will make sure she’s safe and on bed rest while she heals, but will have one hour in the morning with the horse, and two in the afternoon.”
The doc was defeated. “All right, but make sure she doesn’t hurt herself more.”
Success!
Chapter five, Adrenaline
Adrenaline was laying in a stall, he was worse then I thought. He was somewhat skinny, and his eyes were dull, he was grieving. Just then his nostrils quivered as he scented me, and he nickered eagerly as I stepped into the stall. I sat down next to his head and set my crutches behind me. He gently laid his head on my unbroken leg and looked up at me adoringly.
“I missed you boy. When I heard about what happened to you, you had me worried, and I fought the doc to be here with you. I love you, Adrenaline.”
His ears twitched in response as I gently stroked the blaze that trailed down his head. The blaze was lighter and white as snow compared to the rest of his white fur.
“Oh, Adrenaline, I’m so sorry this had to happen. Mother and Daddy are lying in hospital beds, on the verge between life and death, don’t you linger there too! I don’t want to lose the people I love. Or the horse that’s the best in the whole wide world.”
He snorted and the stall door opened.
“Hey, I’m Erik and I heard you are Adrenaline’s owner. I’m the Vet’s son.”
“Hey. I’m Alisa. Nice to meet you.”
Adrenaline lifted his head as Erik put the bucket down by him. It was grain and vegetable oil.
“Go on, Adrenaline.”
I look at Erik as he sits down beside me. He has jet black hair and warm brown eyes. It made me look albino, I thought as I tucked my caramel colored hair behind my ear. I hoped my green eyes weren’t red rimmed from crying. He looked at me and said, “Adrenaline was real bad when he arrived. He would not stop trying to get up. He was snorting and lifting his head, I know now what it was he was looking for. You two must be pretty close.”
I looked at Adrenaline happily eating his grain. “We are. You have no idea.”
“Then tell me about it.”
We made eye contact.
I started telling Adrenaline’s story.
I started my day off like always: cleaning out Adrenaline’s stall and brushing him. Today I haltered him and clipped on his lead rope. Mom came in carrying the blankets and I picked out the blue one to go with his white coat. Adrenaline was an arabian quarter horse mix with a white coat and pretty blue eyes, and he was built like a quarter horse, with and arch in his neck from his arab side. He stood 16 feet from his hooves to his withers. As usual, his ears were pricked and his eyes were wide open with curiosity. Mom loaded the english and western saddle into the trailor and dad picked up two bags of grain and put them in the back of the truck with the four hay bales he loaded in the night before. Mom grabbed an extra halter and lead rope.
“Mom, the bridles?”
“Oh, yeah. Which one do you want to use?”
“Grab the hackmore and the one with the black leather, to go with the saddles. Oh, and please grab the blue saddle pad for the western saddle and the white pad for the english.”
I watched as dad grabbed the grooming kit.
“Anything else?” Dad had loaded the kit and was watching me lead Adrenaline in a circle to calm his nerves.
“Umm, the mouthwash?”
“Loaded.”
“Extra girths?”
“Loaded.”
“Bug spray?”
“Loaded.”
“Two horse blankets?”
“Loaded.”
“I don’t think we’ll be needing anything else.”
“Hoof kit?” was all dad asked.
“Sure.”
Mother loaded it and daddy opened the trailer door and I loaded Adrenaline. He snorted and settled in for the long ride.
Chapter two, “the trip”
Adrenaline nickered through the little windows in the trailer and then snorted to show his annoyance, he hated small spaces. I chuckled silently as I got into the truck and settled down and buckled up. We drove onto the highway and drove through town. We left the small town of Orville and drove toward the OrSwitt Mountain range. I opened the window and heard Adrenaline neigh and stamp his foot on the floor of the trailer. I stuck my head out a bit and let the wind tangle my hair pull at my face. I laughed and pulled my head back in. I fell asleep just as we passed OrSwitt lake. Next thing I know, I wake up and we are in Heather Junction. We stay at the hotel that night, one with a stable and paddock for Adrenaline to run around in. The next day, just as we are leaving and I was dosing in the back of the truck, mom screams and horns are honking and there is this huge collision and dad is knocked back. The last thing I hear is Adrenaline’s scream.
CHAPTER THREE healing
I wake up to see a doctor coming in the door.
I blinked and asked, “Where’s mother and daddy?”
A scream pierced through my memory. “Where’s Adrenaline?”
“Aw, Miss Henning, I see you’ve woken up. Your mother and daddy are in the ICU and both are in comas. I’m going to ask you some questions that couldn’t be answered.”
“OK.”
“What is your age?”
“15.”
“Full name?”
“Alisa May Henning.”
“Birthdate?”
“June 10th 1995.”
“Hm, thanks.”
“No prob.”
I turn my face away from him and stare at the wall. A single tear crawls down my face.
“Doc, you didn’t answer my last question…where’s Adrenaline?”
“At the animal hospital retrieving treatment.”
“How bad was he hurt?”
“The vet called and said he had scratches, and his forelegs are both broken.”
My cheeks flushed red with anger.
“DON’T YOU DARE PUT HIM DOWN!!!!”
Just then the vet walked in. He looked at me and sighed, shaking his head.
“Adrenaline was hurt badly and the fact we have to face is, he might not make it.”
I was crying like a waterfall now. I glared at the vet and he looked back.
“Don’t you dare kill my horse.”
He sighed and shifted his weight to the right foot.
“We’re going to try our best to help him recover.”
“How’re you feeding him?”
“Grain with vegetable oil to help gain weight, half bale during morning, that other half in the noon. He just woke up two days ago, and he should be fine. He’s been eating.”
“Head injuries?”
“Nope.”
“How long will it take him to heal?”
He had no answer.
CHAPTER FOUR, “information”
I stared at the vet, probably with pure hatred in my eyes. He stared back relentlessly. Adrenaline was on my mind. My beautiful horse, crushed and broken, without me and probably scared. I tried to get up, but the doc stopped me, and I sighed.
“Adrenaline…”
“I know.”
“I have to see him. He’s probably frightened. He needs me. Let me see him!”
The doc sighed and said; “Alisa, you have a broken arm and a fractured leg, not to mention, we needed to set three fingers and stitch up your right arm and bandage it. You are in no shape to see that horse.”
“Who are you to say I can’t see my horse?”
He sighed. I was being stubborn and I knew it. He knew I wouldn’t relent.
“You need to be at your best. Your horse needs your strength—”
“Drive me there now. Give me crutches and decent street clothes. I will not let my horse suffer alone.”
“You need to rest. I won’t let you—”
“Too bad doc. Let me out, please.”
The vet was watching the whole thing.
“She’s right. The horse is getting depressed and is barely eating. The only thing he really nibbles his food. He needs to see her. My wife and I will make sure she’s safe and on bed rest while she heals, but will have one hour in the morning with the horse, and two in the afternoon.”
The doc was defeated. “All right, but make sure she doesn’t hurt herself more.”
Success!
Chapter five, Adrenaline
Adrenaline was laying in a stall, he was worse then I thought. He was somewhat skinny, and his eyes were dull, he was grieving. Just then his nostrils quivered as he scented me, and he nickered eagerly as I stepped into the stall. I sat down next to his head and set my crutches behind me. He gently laid his head on my unbroken leg and looked up at me adoringly.
“I missed you boy. When I heard about what happened to you, you had me worried, and I fought the doc to be here with you. I love you, Adrenaline.”
His ears twitched in response as I gently stroked the blaze that trailed down his head. The blaze was lighter and white as snow compared to the rest of his white fur.
“Oh, Adrenaline, I’m so sorry this had to happen. Mother and Daddy are lying in hospital beds, on the verge between life and death, don’t you linger there too! I don’t want to lose the people I love. Or the horse that’s the best in the whole wide world.”
He snorted and the stall door opened.
“Hey, I’m Erik and I heard you are Adrenaline’s owner. I’m the Vet’s son.”
“Hey. I’m Alisa. Nice to meet you.”
Adrenaline lifted his head as Erik put the bucket down by him. It was grain and vegetable oil.
“Go on, Adrenaline.”
I look at Erik as he sits down beside me. He has jet black hair and warm brown eyes. It made me look albino, I thought as I tucked my caramel colored hair behind my ear. I hoped my green eyes weren’t red rimmed from crying. He looked at me and said, “Adrenaline was real bad when he arrived. He would not stop trying to get up. He was snorting and lifting his head, I know now what it was he was looking for. You two must be pretty close.”
I looked at Adrenaline happily eating his grain. “We are. You have no idea.”
“Then tell me about it.”
We made eye contact.
I started telling Adrenaline’s story.
Past few weeks and friends,
I may seem mature and calm, but I have my moments. OK, I made a mistake...I did something wrong and am getting punished for it. I find it funny because, well, I don't really know. I owe mom 165 dollars because I made so many phone calls! They were long distance. It was fun talking to my friends and daddy for a while, but it pays. I don't like these outrageous prices for communication. Annywaaaay, well. I'm washing dishes every day now, and mom is reducing the price to pay for the phone calls. I don't like the dishes, but, I do them anyway. It's kinda fun, to know that I will need that skill, gotta learn how to be independant. It's fun, these days growing up. I guess that's what friends are for...to help you grow up. I don't want to grow up. We get into tons of trouble but it's cool you know, it helps you gain worthwhile memos. I have had many friends move away. Megan was only 11 when she moved, and I was 12... imagine that, she's thirteen now, and I have no idea what she looks like. She was seriously unique and beautiful. We did about everything together, bus rides, running, playing, spent lots of time together. She had short brown hair and hazel eyes...I bet she's beautiful now. Another friend is Haily W. and she was a blond, with blue eyes. She another best friend. She was 13, and I was 12, when she moved. I haven't had contact with her lately, so I think so forgot. I dropped out of her world. Suzanne had waist length hair, and brown eyes. Her brother is such a dork! Haha, they moved to NM, and I contact her every now and then...we had such fun with Hannah, Hannah and Emmie. Hannah B. moved away to Germany, we talked a while back, but there's been no contact. It's like every time I get close to some one, they just up and leave... it kind of hurts, this loneliness. Hannah H. and Emmie don't understand me. Katherine thinks I crossed over to the dark side. Yes, I'm confused too. Life is so weird!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Spring has sprung upon us.
This year, the snow has been melting sooner than usual. The mud is awesome! I can't wait to walk on dry ground and hear the normal crunch of gravel as I walk. Most of all, I can't wait to get back up in the saddle. I miss the horsey smell and the feel of horse breath on my shoulder. This summer has to be good. I don't want to turn fifteen and still be grounded. I'm not a girl anymore....anyway, back to the topic. I enjoy cracking the ice and pulling my foot up real quick, I don't like it when my socks get wet. The road...oh my gosh there's a road again! I love sitting down on the road with my friend Malie and saying "I'm road kill!". She looks at me like I'm crazy and I just laugh to assure her I won't die any time soon. I have had happy times in the sun, riding horses, running, walking, tanning and just the typical enjoy-summer-while-you can sort of thing. Spring has never really been my favorite season, but it's a great time to soak up vitamin d....oranges aren't good enough. If you ever want to visit Alaska, spring and summer are the best seasons to do so. It's still a little to cold to go all out wearing tank tops and shorts, but still. It's nice and I hope break up is over with soon.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Never said goodbye
I don't want pity, because most people go through this.
It was about a year or more ago that my Uncle Roy left us.
The day my world fell apart and tears were shed. On May 14th he died and on May 15th that's when mom told us. I couldn't finish breakfast, and didn't touch lunch. I have never seen my mom cry that way and I didn't know losing some one was so painful. Uncle Roy was some one I wanted to keep around, he was like some one special to me, there for me to lean on if I needed it, but he wasn't around that much due to fishing and living on the other side of town. He visited when he could. He taught Pepe, Jimmy and I how to fish, somewhere out there on the Clearwater River. He taught Pepe and I how to drive the three wheeler. I still carry those memories around, I just don't think about him that much. I remember him though, and mom remembers his birthday, December 24th. I miss my uncle, and will cherish the short time I had with him. Rest in peace, Uncle Roy.
It was about a year or more ago that my Uncle Roy left us.
The day my world fell apart and tears were shed. On May 14th he died and on May 15th that's when mom told us. I couldn't finish breakfast, and didn't touch lunch. I have never seen my mom cry that way and I didn't know losing some one was so painful. Uncle Roy was some one I wanted to keep around, he was like some one special to me, there for me to lean on if I needed it, but he wasn't around that much due to fishing and living on the other side of town. He visited when he could. He taught Pepe, Jimmy and I how to fish, somewhere out there on the Clearwater River. He taught Pepe and I how to drive the three wheeler. I still carry those memories around, I just don't think about him that much. I remember him though, and mom remembers his birthday, December 24th. I miss my uncle, and will cherish the short time I had with him. Rest in peace, Uncle Roy.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
My heritage
As of my previous post, you have read that I am part Eskimo. Some find that term offensing in some ways. I don't. I wear it like a president wears a tie (kind of). I am Inupiaq and we are located in the northern part of Alaska, our region being the coldest due to the fact it resides somewhat in the Arctic Circle. I have never been there personally, but my mom was born in Kotzebue, Alaska. I don't know where Ahna (Inupiaq word for Grandma) was born, or it just slipped my mind. I don't look Eskimo at all, I got more of my dad's features. I have complained that at one point, I wanted to look Eskimo, but that would not have matched the western theme. Gotta love those horses.
As I said, I got a majority of my dad's features: The brown hair (I was born dirty blond), the somewhat narrow face, the hazel-ish eye color (I deny that, because they are mainly brown. Sometimes they swap colors. hmm.) and the dimples (I got them from mom AND dad). My dad is Irish and British, and my dad has a relative that researched our last name of Morden, and I'm not proud to bear this Morden History. We are descended from King Henry the 2nd of England. Why am I not proud to bear it? Because of what King Henry the second did. He called himself Catholic, but killed off people who did not agree with his belief. He was not a very nice man.
The Morden name goes farther back, my ancestors were vikings! Or, as dad put it, we were practically vikings before it was even cool to be vikings. I laugh at that one, because vikings were very stubborn and ambitous, I think I got those characteristics. I am rebelious sometimes, ambitous often, and stubborn when I want to be. Anyone who bears the Morden name is related in some way.
As I said, I got a majority of my dad's features: The brown hair (I was born dirty blond), the somewhat narrow face, the hazel-ish eye color (I deny that, because they are mainly brown. Sometimes they swap colors. hmm.) and the dimples (I got them from mom AND dad). My dad is Irish and British, and my dad has a relative that researched our last name of Morden, and I'm not proud to bear this Morden History. We are descended from King Henry the 2nd of England. Why am I not proud to bear it? Because of what King Henry the second did. He called himself Catholic, but killed off people who did not agree with his belief. He was not a very nice man.
The Morden name goes farther back, my ancestors were vikings! Or, as dad put it, we were practically vikings before it was even cool to be vikings. I laugh at that one, because vikings were very stubborn and ambitous, I think I got those characteristics. I am rebelious sometimes, ambitous often, and stubborn when I want to be. Anyone who bears the Morden name is related in some way.
A little more about me
First off the top of my mind: I don't like to be treated like I'm different just because I wear hearing aids.
Any who calls me normal will b corrected: I am never "normal". I am "Me".
Ok, that's all, really.
My horse buddies are Ginger, Ellie, Maggie, Storm, Spitfire, Apache Joe, Shasta, and Allie. These horses are all owned by Courtney, and um, she "trains" us. This coming summer, she might teach us to jump, and Ginger is getting a tad bit old to be ridden, very much like Spitfire. They are both 20 plus years old, and are elders to the other horses. My other horse buddies are Prince, Dream Catcher, and Wind Dancer, owned by Gaylene, and Yankee owned by Jayda. I am working Yankee, kind of training her for next summer. She has been stubborn lately. Throwing her head down and defying me. I've got to spend some time with her. My riding friends are Hailey, Ashley, and Courtney. Hailey rides Storm, Ashley rides Ellie, and sometimes bare back rides Apacha Joe for reasons I don't know. Courtney, when she joins us, she rides either Storm or Maggie, depending on which horse Hailey is riding. We have done multiple things together: laughing, riding, talking, horse events...all of that are precious memories. We once had visitors, Hayley and Charley. I really thought Hayley and Charley were beautiful, and they rode nicely. Charley rode Apache Joe, and Hayley rode Maggie, until Courtney traded off with her, and she rode Storm instead. I miss them now, they were fun to hang out with. Now, looking onward to Summer 2011.
Any who calls me normal will b corrected: I am never "normal". I am "Me".
Ok, that's all, really.
My horse buddies are Ginger, Ellie, Maggie, Storm, Spitfire, Apache Joe, Shasta, and Allie. These horses are all owned by Courtney, and um, she "trains" us. This coming summer, she might teach us to jump, and Ginger is getting a tad bit old to be ridden, very much like Spitfire. They are both 20 plus years old, and are elders to the other horses. My other horse buddies are Prince, Dream Catcher, and Wind Dancer, owned by Gaylene, and Yankee owned by Jayda. I am working Yankee, kind of training her for next summer. She has been stubborn lately. Throwing her head down and defying me. I've got to spend some time with her. My riding friends are Hailey, Ashley, and Courtney. Hailey rides Storm, Ashley rides Ellie, and sometimes bare back rides Apacha Joe for reasons I don't know. Courtney, when she joins us, she rides either Storm or Maggie, depending on which horse Hailey is riding. We have done multiple things together: laughing, riding, talking, horse events...all of that are precious memories. We once had visitors, Hayley and Charley. I really thought Hayley and Charley were beautiful, and they rode nicely. Charley rode Apache Joe, and Hayley rode Maggie, until Courtney traded off with her, and she rode Storm instead. I miss them now, they were fun to hang out with. Now, looking onward to Summer 2011.
Friday, February 25, 2011
In The Saddle (literally!)
I ride horses and joys of joys, yes, there are horses in Alaska. Some roam free somewhere in the mountains. I prefer the tame ones. The ones you can sit astride and pretend you are a knight conquering the mighty dragon, or maybe pretend to be in the pony express. I prefer just riding at a walk and enjoying the scenery, enjoying the clipptity-clop of the horse's hooves. I prefer to ride with a saddle, not bareback. Saddles are so much safer...less risk of falling off. It all depends if you tack up correctly.
You have to make sure-first off- that you have brushed the horse off really well, nothing like twigs and thorns and clumps of dust in the equine's pelt that makes it irritable to no return. Just make sure the horse's back ids clean and the fur goes in the correct direction. Then you can put the saddle pad/blanket on. After that, heft the saddle up and put it on gently. No tossing or throwing anything as the horse will get spooked. Make sure the girth is right behind the forelegs and that it is the right size and is comfortable for the horse, after all, this ride isn't only about you! Leave the girth loose and put the bridle on. The bit should go into the mouth, or if you use a hackmore instead, that goes under the chin. Then tighten the girth a little. Walk the horse around in for a minute, then tighten the girth again. Be sure to slip your hand under the girth, this means you should be able to slip your hand between the girth and the horse's belly. This gives the horse room to move and breathe comfortably. Then you can flip the reins over the horse's head and loop them around the saddle horn. By then, you can climb up into the saddle and begin your ride.
Not all people find riding horses fun, but I find it exciting with a passion. The horse I rode during Summer 2010 were Courtney's horses...I rode Ellie, a Morgan mix mare, for the first half of Summer, and then switched to Ginger, an elderly Quarter horse mixed mare. They were precious, well, Ginger was. Ellie was a little stubborn when I was riding her. The most stubborn horse I have ever rode was Yankee, a purebred Quarter horse mare. She was so stubborn you couldn't get her to turn without her throwing her head down. I'm going to work her in Summer 2011, which will be loads of fun and tons of work, but I am sure she is worth the time.
Horses are one major thing in my life and I have loads to learn from/about them. I do not consider myself an expert, just a novice. I have barrel raced in the Deltana Fair 2010, which was fun and a good experience. Well, I'm going to wrap it up (my fingers are sore) and no worries, I will post more one day. =)
This Is Me
First off, I am going to introduce myself. I am Ruth Lorena (I refuse to put up my last name) and I live in Alaska. Can you comprehend that? Most people don't. No worries, I'm not mad, I just like explaining things in a serious sort of way. I am naturally friendly. I am Eskimo (Inupiaq), mixed in with British and Irish. If there is one thing I do not like about myself, it's my being hearing impaired. People are always trying to see my hearing aides, acting as if I'm some kind of a specimen. I'm not, I'm human like the lot of them.
I ride horses for joy. I like to barrel race, pole bending, and snowshoe race. It's the best thing to do all summer. I don't get on the computer that much during summer (who wants to waste good time in the sun or the rain?), and if I do, it's only at night time. I like to stay up late and curl up with a good book. I like to read the Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer, but I quit reading them due to the fact that I have read the whole series multiple times over, and the books are now very predictable. I prefer to read new books that seem interesting, and promise hours of being curled up with my nose stuck in a book.
You might think I'm kind of crazy, with all this information being thrown at you like a frisbee. No, I'm just an all around friendly person who likes to share with people about my life in a "deaf community". We're not as easy to discriminate. We seem "normal enough", but truthfully, we're kind of different. We know what it's like to lose one of the five senses. It's kind of hard to explain. Maybe I will explain later. Thanks for taking the time to read this! ♥
I ride horses for joy. I like to barrel race, pole bending, and snowshoe race. It's the best thing to do all summer. I don't get on the computer that much during summer (who wants to waste good time in the sun or the rain?), and if I do, it's only at night time. I like to stay up late and curl up with a good book. I like to read the Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer, but I quit reading them due to the fact that I have read the whole series multiple times over, and the books are now very predictable. I prefer to read new books that seem interesting, and promise hours of being curled up with my nose stuck in a book.
You might think I'm kind of crazy, with all this information being thrown at you like a frisbee. No, I'm just an all around friendly person who likes to share with people about my life in a "deaf community". We're not as easy to discriminate. We seem "normal enough", but truthfully, we're kind of different. We know what it's like to lose one of the five senses. It's kind of hard to explain. Maybe I will explain later. Thanks for taking the time to read this! ♥
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