Olive led Shepard towards the stables, deciding to tack him before taking him on longer ride. She dismounted him as they made it inside; she heard the echo of his hooves hit the floor beneath them,<span style="font-style: italic">I never get tired of that noise</span>she thought. She led him to the end of stable; it was silent, as the other horses were out across the ranch grazing. She clipped his halter to a lead before she left to grab a saddle and bridle. She brushed his soft body slowly, watching as his tail smacked the flies that grazed his body. She finished quickly and with no trouble. Before they departed, she went to the mini fridge residing in the office and grabbed a water and a small snack, pushing it into the bag provided on her western saddle. They made their way outside before she mounted onto his back.<br/><br/>Olive eagerly moved towards the front of the yard, passing along the road at a slow trot, careful not to touch her neighbor's grass. Olive had settled boots on Shepard's hooves to avoid cracking against the hard concrete, and this stifled the noise his body made as he made his way through the street. It wasn't long before they made it to a dirt road; one that was slightly deserted with minimal construction. She passed an area with many men constructing a large home and from the distance she heard, "Don't ride a horse, ride a cowboy!" Snickering followed the words and she swiftly flipped the group off, with a smile of her own before she approached a narrow trail, one that slowly lead into a wider area, full of trees. She felt the wind and listened to the lively chirping of the birds around her. She bent down and hugged Shepard's neck, letting him lead the way, happy to feel his warm body. She eventually led him to her favorite clearing and dismounted, unhooking his saddle and bridle before handing him a few apple pieces to nibble on. She felt on his warm face, letting him move off on his own to graze while she set her back against a tree as she sat, her legs spread straight in front of her. She listened to the silence while sipping her water, begun chewing on a sandwich piece, noticing the large tree in front of her being and saw a bike; her stomach jumped with panic, "Umm.....Hello?"<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.contentdg.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/ortega_stable_10.jpg">Stable Inside</a><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.shallowbrookfarmllc.com/stable.html">Stable Outside</a>(5th Picture)