¨What's that weird thing in the mud?¨ I ran over to it. It was a HORSE! ¨AHHHH.¨
I saw an old rope on his neck so I picked the rope up. I tried to pull him up and get him out of the mud. I was using all my strength to pull him out.
I was struggling getting the horse out but I finally did it. I was so proud of myself because I just saved a horse from dying and if it wasn´t for me that horse wouldn´t be here right now. I was puffing and lying on the wet ground with the gelding right beside me.
Next day, I gave him a good wash and under all that dirt was a friendly horse and dark grey. I was lunging him on the long rope seeing how he was for a show coming up. I was thinking of entering him in it since he is so pretty.
BRUM! BRUM! I was driving the old rusty horse truck up the driveway and along the main highway.
We were doing cross country. First we soared over the last jump like we were eagles. Thunder and I had room to spear.