this stuff writes itself

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Where the %&$@ is my horse?
Lucille said…
By the look in her eye, I am the horse and I'm backing off.
Jen said…
Just me and my invisible pony, nothing to see here.
Anonymous said…
man this purse is heavy! only 3 more miles to go...
Anonymous said…
Thinking dark thoughts, she stomped the escapee saddle back into the stable for what she swore would be the final time.

jbhat
Jen said…
I have that feeling like I've forgotten something. Think, think, think...
readersguide said…
No, the horse ran away in the night! Taking her pants with it! And her boots, I suppose.
readersguide said…
She'd better check for ticks when she gets back.
Suzanne said…
Ready for a ride! Except...
Suzanne said…
Stranded in the middle of nowhere for days, miles from civilization, Lucille grew so hungry, she could eat a horse.

Nothing if not resourceful, she huddled under the shelter of the saddle when it rained, and fashioned a tunic from the saddle blanket. Lucille was a survivor.
Suzanne said…
She wove a necklace from Charger's tail to remember him by.
Anonymous said…
Cheers, Suzanne. Well done.

ErinH
Caron said…
Blythe was amazed to discover that with the proper equipment, one could tame, and ride the invisible wild mustangs of the Southern range.

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