Antonia, the Horse Whisperer: The Rosenburg Riding Stables, Volume 1

Antonia, the Horse Whisperer: The Rosenburg Riding Stables, Volume 1 — page 7
Last year the newer stalls had been incorporat ed into the former coach house across the way And Grandma and Grandpa lived in-between in the sheep fold as they lovingly called their little half-timbered house in which sheep really once were kept There they were entirely separate from the main house and lived right in the middle of the busy horse farm Antonia and Leona opened the big gate to the sta bles The sweet smell of hay greeted them as well as the warmth and familiar lip-smacking and neighing Hello Fiona Hello Morning Star Hello Mr Right Hello They greeted the horses left and right the gray horse the brown ones the black horse and the sorrel they heard snorting kicking and the sounds of impatient horses waiting for feed Antonia’s father divided the hay portions evenly the doors behind them stood open and the tractor rolled up from there Hello Thunder called Leona stroking her fa vorite horse It was through Thunder that Antonia and Leona had met Three years ago Leona’s parents had looked for a good stable for Thunder and for a riding instruc 10