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My Sweet Victory - Part 7
 By MySweetButterfly   •   28th Apr 2012   •   2,027 views   •   9 comments
My Sweet Victory

I clutched the bag with all my strength as our truck struggled down the bumpy track, that unfortunately, I can call “ours”. My mom smiled at me from the driver’s seat, “Riding later?” she asked. “Yup,” I peered inside the bag at my silks; Black and purple. OK, not the nicest of colors, but they had stars on and I like stars. My mom nodded and slowed the vehicle to a halt outside the ranch house, “Mind if I watch?” I nodded, hoping she would give me some tips. I needed all the help I could get now that I no longer had a trainer.

I climbed out of the truck, still clinging onto the bag and brushed the dust of my riding pants. My mom followed, carrying a bag of horse feed and bedding. I wandered towards the house and put the bag inside, before quickly setting out to the field; hopefully to find a lovely clean pony.

“Victory,” I leaned over the wooden paddock fence, trying to spot the pale gray stallion. There he was; at the far side, grazing happily. At hearing my call, he lifted his head and started to walk over. I smiled, “Good boy,” I pulled the carrot out of my pocket and set it on the palm of my hand. Victory quickly broke into a slow trot, then a canter when he noticed the carrot. I giggled, “Greedy,” I muttered to myself, hiding the halter behind my back.

Victory quickly snuffled up the carrot and I swiftly put on his halter. He may be greedy, but he certainly wasn’t that brainy. I inspected his coat, hoping that my grooming earlier hadn’t been beaten by a puddle. All clean I realised, “Good boy,” I stroked him for a few seconds, and then started leading him back to the barn.

“Ready, Set, GO!”

Upon my mom’s call, I and Victory rocketed forward into a fast gallop. I was wearing my new silks and Victory, well. Victory was just in his usual tack. The world seemed a blur when I was up here; I urged Victory on and checked my goggles were on tightly. I could hear his hooves pounding against the dusty track and I was glad my goggles were on properly as the dust flew everywhere.

We were quickly round the whole track and passing my mom again. She banged her hand down on the stopwatch and I slowed Victory down to a smooth canter, then a gentle trot. She beamed up at me as I approached her. Victory’s neck was smooth and dripping with sweat and he was puffed loudly; a bit like a bull I thought.

“43:27,” she smiled, “you’re really improving,” she patted my gelding’s sleek silver-gray neck.

“Thanks,” I gave Victory a scratch behind the ears, knowing he’d appreciate that more than a pat.

“There’s a race meeting coming up,” she announced, “I thought you could enter. Saturday April 14th. The first race is at 2:30,”

“Really?” I was surprised, “Do you think I’m ready?”

She nodded confidently, “But only enter if you feel ready,”

I nodded furiously, “I was born ready,” I was using my quote, once again. But it was true. I felt somehow like I was destined to do this.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Ace and Penny out in the paddock. Today was Ace’s first time out, and by the looks of it, he was enjoying the evening sunshine.

“Bella, are you even listening?” My mom’s voice brought me back to reality, “Oh, err, no.”

My mom sighed, “You’d better keep practising. You need to be ready for that race,”

I nodded, gathering up the reins and preparing Victory for a couple more laps. With my first race 2 weeks away, I needed to get practising.
Doodles Forever  
You're such a talented writer!
  Apr 29, 2012  •  1,498 views
 
Rusted Faith  
Great story!
  Apr 29, 2012  •  1,838 views
 
Deleted Accounts  
been waiting for this! well done
  Apr 29, 2012  •  1,510 views
 
Sapphire Flames  
yay!!!!!! more!!!!!! :D
great job! :)
  Apr 30, 2012  •  1,481 views
 
Empathy  
This is fabulous! I love it! This is the only story I have followed in a while! I just have one question. It says up above that he is a stallion, then lower, it says he's a gelding, so is he a stallion, or a gelding? Anyways, great article, thanks for sharing.:)
  Apr 30, 2012  •  1,480 views
 
Double Spur Ranch  
Keep it up
  May 4, 2012  •  1,498 views
 
Ghost  
Great description! Love reading this!
  May 12, 2012  •  1,773 views
 
RoyalCrownEstates  MOD 
Great story!
  May 18, 2012  •  1,507 views
 
Love Forever  
Great job girly!!
  Jun 10, 2012  •  1,489 views
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