asked her brown eyes sparkling with interest.
"Eighteen months probably...he's a pretty smart g uy though, maybe a little less," she told her. Apache really seemed to be a good fit for a cutting horse, but she'd reserve judgment until she saw how he reacted to a calf. He hadn't been around cattle yet...that would tell the tale. JoJo was a very alpha horse, and he'd done well because from the time he was started, it was obvious he was going to let the calf know who was boss.
Karlie sat Dixie up on the top rail to watch, then she worked with Apache, keeping his gaze and moving from side to side making him react to her motions, seeing how he moved, gauging his athleticism. That was another thing that was important, if he was sluggish, or slow on the turns, he'd never make it as a cutter.
By the time she finished in the round pen, she was hot and sweaty, and Apache was lathered, but it was good he was hot, his muscles would work better. He still had a lot of 'go' left in him. She clipped on the lead then picked up the bridle and helped Dixie down then they walked to the outdoor arena.
"Okay, we're going to turn him loose in here, and we're going get a calf. Did you drive your golf cart to the barn?"
"Yeah, it's over on the side," Dixie told her and pointed. "I'll drive you back to the field."
Karlie groaned, but shook her head, "Great, let me get a halter for the calf, then we'll just pony him back with the cart. It was hot outside, the sun was beating down on her head now, even through her straw hat. She walked into the barn and got a halter, then walked back outside and found Dixie waiting for her in the pink, bedazzled golf cart she called her own . The little girl had made her ride the most girly, feminine golf car t Karlie had ever seen. If Karlie would have had one like it when she was little, she'd probably have gotten i nto twice the trouble she had.
"Nice ride..." Karlie told her with a wink, then slid into the passenger seat.
"You like it? I fixed it up myself," Dixie told her with a grin. "Daddy looks funny riding in it, but I love it."
Karlie threw her head back and laughed as the vision of masculine Tommy Tucker in this 'Barbie Mobile' flashed through her mind. "Does he drive it often?"
"Nah, only when the other ones are at the barn...I think i t embarrasses him...I think I do too sometimes," she said and her smile faded.
"I don't think so, darlin'...your daddy loves you and brags about you all the time."
Dixie looked at her suspiciously and asked, "He does?" There was a ray of hope in her little voice that made Karlie's heart pinch. The little girl really didn't know how much Tommy T ucker loved her...how lucky she was to have him.
"Yep...he wouldn't quit talking about you when I first got here...couldn't wait to introduce you to me. He told me you had a new pony, and were a great rider."
Smiling now, Dixie told her proudly, "Daddy's teaching me, and I'm doing pretty good. My pony is a quarter-welsh pony, his name is Buster."
That was a good medium sized pony for her, so she could grow into it, Karlie thought approvingly. "I can't wait to meet him. You'll have to show me when we get done training Apache for today."
"You'll like him...he's nice," she said then bounced in the seat when they hit a pothole, then another. Karlie was surprised she didn't bounce right out of the seat, it was all she could do to hold onto the ribboned bar and keep herself inside. "Oh, I like your dog...he's nice too," Dixie told her. "He licks my face and makes me laugh."
"Sounds like Sarge likes you too!" Karlie told her then closed her eyes as they went through a small ditch without slowing down.
"Yeah, daddy says he'll get me a dog if I'm good..." she told Karlie then looked over at her with a grin, "don't think I'll get a dog soon."
Karlie threw he head back and laughed, almost doubling over
"Eighteen months probably...he's a pretty smart g uy though, maybe a little less," she told her. Apache really seemed to be a good fit for a cutting horse, but she'd reserve judgment until she saw how he reacted to a calf. He hadn't been around cattle yet...that would tell the tale. JoJo was a very alpha horse, and he'd done well because from the time he was started, it was obvious he was going to let the calf know who was boss.
Karlie sat Dixie up on the top rail to watch, then she worked with Apache, keeping his gaze and moving from side to side making him react to her motions, seeing how he moved, gauging his athleticism. That was another thing that was important, if he was sluggish, or slow on the turns, he'd never make it as a cutter.
By the time she finished in the round pen, she was hot and sweaty, and Apache was lathered, but it was good he was hot, his muscles would work better. He still had a lot of 'go' left in him. She clipped on the lead then picked up the bridle and helped Dixie down then they walked to the outdoor arena.
"Okay, we're going to turn him loose in here, and we're going get a calf. Did you drive your golf cart to the barn?"
"Yeah, it's over on the side," Dixie told her and pointed. "I'll drive you back to the field."
Karlie groaned, but shook her head, "Great, let me get a halter for the calf, then we'll just pony him back with the cart. It was hot outside, the sun was beating down on her head now, even through her straw hat. She walked into the barn and got a halter, then walked back outside and found Dixie waiting for her in the pink, bedazzled golf cart she called her own . The little girl had made her ride the most girly, feminine golf car t Karlie had ever seen. If Karlie would have had one like it when she was little, she'd probably have gotten i nto twice the trouble she had.
"Nice ride..." Karlie told her with a wink, then slid into the passenger seat.
"You like it? I fixed it up myself," Dixie told her with a grin. "Daddy looks funny riding in it, but I love it."
Karlie threw her head back and laughed as the vision of masculine Tommy Tucker in this 'Barbie Mobile' flashed through her mind. "Does he drive it often?"
"Nah, only when the other ones are at the barn...I think i t embarrasses him...I think I do too sometimes," she said and her smile faded.
"I don't think so, darlin'...your daddy loves you and brags about you all the time."
Dixie looked at her suspiciously and asked, "He does?" There was a ray of hope in her little voice that made Karlie's heart pinch. The little girl really didn't know how much Tommy T ucker loved her...how lucky she was to have him.
"Yep...he wouldn't quit talking about you when I first got here...couldn't wait to introduce you to me. He told me you had a new pony, and were a great rider."
Smiling now, Dixie told her proudly, "Daddy's teaching me, and I'm doing pretty good. My pony is a quarter-welsh pony, his name is Buster."
That was a good medium sized pony for her, so she could grow into it, Karlie thought approvingly. "I can't wait to meet him. You'll have to show me when we get done training Apache for today."
"You'll like him...he's nice," she said then bounced in the seat when they hit a pothole, then another. Karlie was surprised she didn't bounce right out of the seat, it was all she could do to hold onto the ribboned bar and keep herself inside. "Oh, I like your dog...he's nice too," Dixie told her. "He licks my face and makes me laugh."
"Sounds like Sarge likes you too!" Karlie told her then closed her eyes as they went through a small ditch without slowing down.
"Yeah, daddy says he'll get me a dog if I'm good..." she told Karlie then looked over at her with a grin, "don't think I'll get a dog soon."
Karlie threw he head back and laughed, almost doubling over
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