My Little 'Orses.RTF

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Prologue

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Of course; I had managed to prepare everything; before the animal transport even arrives.

The pastures, the shelters, the fences and even the stables. I had ended up making the stables into two stores for them, while I can still reach everything, from what is the ground floor to me. Granted; I am storing the feed in the attic and the equipment in the basement. Well, why not? Why waste space, when I really don’t have to.

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“These horses truly are small..” I ponder, as I see the vehicle driving up to the newly erected stable.

Rather than a standard sized vehicle with a trailer, it’s just one large SUV. The girl from the shelter is driving up to the path up to the stables, opting for the docking bay I had prepared for this purpose. The vehicle soon backs up to the ramp, before the girl is switching the ignition of; before she is opening the door on the driver’s side and steps out of the vehicle, before she is approaching me in a slow gait.

“Greetings, Fluttershy!” she exclaims, as she sees me walking up towards her large vehicle.

“Greetings..” I respond; “all the Horses you were to deliver are doing fine, I take it!” I put forth.

“Yes, Fluttershy..” she responds; our Veterinarian gave them a green bill of health, clearing them for this transport and handover!” she confirms.

“Thank you!” I respond.

“Let me open up the transport, so they can trot over to you..” she suggests; “then we can guide them over to your stables, before you sign off on them!” she concludes.

“Yes, please!” I respond, whereupon the steps over to the back of her vehicle, opening the back so that I can finally see all the lovely little Horses. (Miniature Horses.)

“While I am on a schedule, I really do want to see them into the stables safely..” she points out; “I really can’t just dump these lovely Horses on her, and dash the next instant!” she ponders, shuddering at the mere thought.

Once she had opened the large outer doors on the back; I can see her reaching in into the back of the vehicle, before she is finally opening the door to the first internal transport stall. (They don’t have much space to move; but I guess it is safer for the transport, limiting the shock if she had to make a sudden break.) I really could not stand it, knowing they could get hurt, because she had to break suddenly.

“This is Black Beauty..” she presents the Stallion, as he is trotting out of the back of the SUV.

“He is such a lovely Beauty!” I respond.

I flip a switch; opening up the path to his box, so that he can trot home, on his own.

“Quite the modern stable, you have there!” she responds, giggling in delight.

“Yes, but I could only provide them with the best; and they are so small, it is a bit hard to walk them like Horses!” I suggest.

“Yes, they truly are small; thus Miniature Horse, is what they are referred to!” she puts forth.

“Like regular Horses, but the size of the Medium size Dog!” I muse.

“You could have them pull a Dog Slay..” she suggests.

“You could, I guess!” I respond, casting my gaze down, in embarrassment; “I guess I could pet them, like a dog or a Cat, too!” I then supply, hopefully, with a short giggle.

“Uhm, I guess you could do that, too!” she agrees; “I am sure, they may be enjoying that, as well!” she then continues.

I follow my stallion’s progress on the screen of my Phonie’, waiting for him to enter his box; before I close the door and open the gates, for the next Horse.

There is a distinct, audible click; as the door is closing behind the Stallion known as Black Beauty, denoting that he has reached his box safely.

“Oh..” she exclaims, “does this mean; that he has reached the box, safely?” she inquires.

“Yes..” I respond; “so I will give him his introductionary first meal; letting him associate the box with Home and Safety!” I explain.

“Good, good..” she exclaims; “then I can let Rarity out, now!” she responds, as she is opening the stall in which the white mare is standing, waiting to trot home.

“Yes, please!” I respond; watching the first mare step out, before she is trotting into the stable, following the path open to lead her home to her own box.

While I don’t know the inter-relations between these horses; but I could always relocate them, to new boxes if it proves necessary. (I just hope, it will not be required.)

Step-by-step, Rarity is trotting daintily towards her new box; the Home, where she will live until further notice. (If nothing happens, she will enjoy the rest of her stay in this box.)

A moment later, I can clearly see that Rarity has arrived at her box safely; her first meal provided, whereupon she is examining the offerings placed before her. She soon starts to eat, enjoying the fresh hay before her.

With a click, I open up the path to the second mare: Chocolate, who has a richly chocolate brown fur. Once the girl had opened the stall; Chocolate eagerly trot out, on her merry way home.

I can hear the distinct Neighs following the mare, on her way; this mare seems rather quite eager, to see her new home. As expected, she is served her first meal; which she is eagerly sampling, just a moment after it had been placed before her.

“This is fun..” the girl supplies; “If only this was the norm, for how this reintroduction process is to develop!” she concludes.

“You will just have to relish and reassure the times, when it does work like this!” I point out.

“Yes, of course..” she responds, as she is opening the stall to the last mare, Silver Lining.

The mare neighs excitedly, as she is trotting down the path to her home; as if some Horse had already explained, what a lovely box she had been given.

“This is Phoenix..” the girl explains, as she is directing my attention to the filly she had brought over.

“She is such a cutie..” I respond; as my gaze is reaching the red and yellow filly, waiting to reach her home.

“She certainly is.” the girl responds; “and I am happy I can offer her the home you have prepared for her!” she concludes.

With a click, the path for the filly is opened up; the girl opens the stall up, permitting the lively and chromatic filly out, so that she can finally find her way home.

Plenty of Horse Noises are heard, as the filly is trotting all the way to her box. (Her very first box.) The door is closing behind her, whereupon the meal is presented. The filly soon finds the hay, eagerly grabbing her first bite and thoughtfully chew.

The girl closes the final stall, before she is closing the doors to the back of the SUV.

“You would like to see the Horses, and where they will be living?” I inquire.

“Yes, please!” she responds, as she is carrying the form for me to sign over the responsibility for all these lovely little horses.

I lead her over to the entrance, with her in tow; opening the door, permitting her to enter the stable. She is eagerly following me, as I am leading her to see the stable; stopping before each box, watching the horses happily enjoying their first meal.

“I guess it is time, to sign on for the delivery..” I suggest.

“Of course..” she responds, as she is producing the clipboard with the form for me to sign.

I carefully sign for the animals, returning the clipboard to the girl.

“Thank you..” she responds.

“You are quite welcome!” I respond, as I follow her back out of the stable.

Once outside, she is walking over to the now empty SUV; opening the door and step right in, only starting the engine, once she had closed the door behind herself. With that, she is driving back; knowing these Horses have found a loving and caring home, where they will be safe and cared for.

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Pass: - "Faux Pas" Confirmed..

Prologue

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