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Post by brooks on Aug 26, 2010 15:38:36 GMT -5
 The two brothers, Black and White were afraid of everyone coming up and sniffing them out. Bear wanted nothing to do with them and retired to his crate to chew on his chewy. Boo and Lexie were very excited and Boo wanted to play, bounding up to them with his tongue hanging mumbling "uo wnt o pay?" Meanwhile in the big hall more announcements were being made and a few teachers were introducing themselves. Professor Cypress Snake was speaking and suddenly there was a hush. " Not only will I be teaching you studentsss Defense against the Dark Arts but also Dressage, as some of may know I was a Fourth Level Master." "Class will begin on the first of Sept, I expect perfection from those dare to take my class!" |
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Post by adcooper on Aug 27, 2010 6:41:18 GMT -5
The Babe turned to her secretary. Take a memo, she commanded. Send it to the entire student body at once. Subject line to read: Dressage Queen to Hold Assembly. Body of message as follows: All equine students to report to the gymnasium on Tuesday at 3:15 for a dressage lesson. Then she turned to her evil twin and spoke in her most dismissive tone. "Your services will not be needed here. There's room for one queen and I'm it.  |
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Post by Bara on Aug 27, 2010 9:37:37 GMT -5
(Aside : Ooooh! This is hotting up! Where are all the people and animals who were on The Island or who took off to Canada to rescue Big Tee and the Kats or who helped Lexie and Boo escape from Boot Camp?? Hmm?)
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Post by brooks on Aug 27, 2010 12:58:18 GMT -5
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Post by brooks on Aug 27, 2010 23:33:45 GMT -5
When Professor Cypress Snake heard this he was outraged, stomping on the ground and snorting. " You tell that hussy that I will meet her in the Dressage areana first thing in the morning, and we will just see who is Teacher and who is Student!!"
This news of a show down went through the students like wildfire, it was all the could talk about the rest of the day.
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Post by Bara on Aug 28, 2010 7:47:35 GMT -5
Meanwhile ....
Luci and Michael were eating breakfast and opening their mail, when Luci choked on her cornflakes. After Michael had pounded her on the back and breathing was restored, she handed him the letter she had been reading.
"Oh my word," he said (decorously). "It's from ER University, inviting you to be the guest lecturer in Ballroom Dressage. What an honour! You would be the only human on the faculty."
Fighting the urge to choke again - or choke Michael, Luci kept her voice level (though there was a slight tremor of excitement).
"Yes, Dear," she said. "But how do I teach Hounds to Foxtrot? How do you waltz with four legs? Choose your partners? Do I announce a Quickstep or a Gallop? And the COSTUMES??"
Michael realised that his wife would probably take up the challenge - and that he would probably be co-opted in to the classes.
He gathered up his work things and kissed her on the forehead.
"Who is Professor Cypress N. Snake?" he asked, glancing at the signature.
"Hmmm?" Said Luci, already lost in visions of 'The Carnival of The Animals'.
She shook her head, shoved the letter under the coffee pot and went off to work.
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Post by Bara on Aug 31, 2010 10:53:41 GMT -5
'Dorm-Cam' - Boo and the others are on night-vision.
BOO : "Well, I wanted to do construction and get a solid trade behind me. But I'm on arche - arkae - digging for bones. Now Stella has told me I have 'jazz-paws', so I have to transfer to Speech and Drama and now she is ... OUCH!"
CYPRESS : "No-one said it would be easy. So much for my dreams of a drama group and orchestra. I'm not UNhappy with the student body, I just think I may need to re-think the parameters... I'm not UNhappy with Narullah's arrival, I just need to keep reminding him about the incident when he was two ...
STELLA : 'I'm going to SLAP him, upside the head, unless it messes with my claw-polish .....'
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Post by brooks on Aug 31, 2010 20:35:33 GMT -5
( I have not given up just been busy, will add tomorrow)
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Post by brooks on Sept 1, 2010 20:03:55 GMT -5
This was the day the humans were arriving. Brooks, Brian, Bara, Deb, Terrie, Adcooper, Smay, Diane, and niaru. They would be in charge of caring for all the animals. Feeding, cleaning and first aid would be under Brooks and Brian. Bara, Deb and Adcooper would take on the chore of exercising the horses. Smay, Diane and niaru would in charge of obedience for all the dogs.
Boo was very upset at this news, he thought that part of his life was all over.
Meanwhile over in the dressage arena you cut the tension with a knife, it was standing room only. The only two missing were the stars of the hour. They couldn't be found anywhere.
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Post by Deb on Sept 4, 2010 8:16:48 GMT -5
So, little known by those in attendance at the "standing room only" Dressage Arena a message had been delivered to Professor Cypress Snake just before he and Cypress Babe were to meet for their challenge of talent. The message came by special delivery from none other than Mistress Candandy herself. She explained that she had received a request from the ER University President to think on taking a position at the University as a reader of Braille for the blind and Head of the Special Needs Department. She went on to say, "That since her retirement as a "seeing eye" companion for a most loved and cherished friend she has been in a lonesome state of mind. She feels quite confident in taking on the position offered to her. She has taken into her confidence her human person as to whether or not she should take on the position. I, Deb think Mistress Candandy would be an excellent addition to the faculty of ER University. I, Deb would gladly accept the chore of helping to exercise those who need daily lunging.
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Post by Bara on Sept 4, 2010 16:07:01 GMT -5
Nasrullah was stamping and snorting in the collecting ring. His sister was nowhere to be found and the event was due to commence.
The Babe had sent a message to the Arena that there would be a ten minute delay....
In the quadrangle, Candandy and Cypress picked their way across the grass towards each other. Deb and Ann stood by.
The horses touched noses. "Thank you for coming," whickered The Babe.
"It's my honour and my pleasure," snorted Candy.
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Post by adcooper on Sept 5, 2010 13:44:07 GMT -5
The Babe gazed respectfully in the general direction of Candy, her line of vision straying just to the left of the seeing eye mare's nose. A chill breeze ruffled their manes and the moon was a ghostly galleon.
A seasoned service horse, Candy knew immediately that the proud mare before her was changed. All the evidence pointed to one conclusion.
Cypress, how long? When did it happen? You never told me.
The black mare sighed and dropped her head. "You can tell? I was afraid of that. Nasrullah must have seen it too." She paused to draw a slow breath, whickered softly and continued.
"Cataracts. It's progressed over time, but since early June I've seen nothing but shadows. There might have been hope for surgery, but...well...what with the economy, I couldn't bring myself to ask Ann for help."
"Does she know?" asked Candy.
"No. I don't think anyone does, but Nasrullah. And now I must face him, blind as I am, in the challenge of a lifetime. Candy, I need your help."
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Post by Bara on Sept 5, 2010 14:17:48 GMT -5
Candandy moved to The Babe's near side and, gently, shoulder touched shoulder. Candy focussed Cypress towards the Arena.
The chestnut and the black mare trotted purposefully forward, heads held high. No-one will ever know, vowed Candy.
The two elderly mares trotted proudly, heads high, shoulder to shoulder into the Arena - and no-one knew.
And the moon was a ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas.
"Sister!" Boomed The Snake. All the students quivered in their horseshoes, reading and re-reading their dressage tests ...
"Extended walk to X. Halt. Shoulder out - I mean IN..."
"20m circle, left lead - no right lead, no ...."
The student body was falling apart.
Seeuatx was wringing her hands.
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Post by adcooper on Sept 5, 2010 20:20:30 GMT -5
But now The Babe had her bearings. She didn't need a caller. She didn't need letters on cones at knee level. She had mastered this test when Heck was a pup.
"Just get me to A, and I'll be fine on my own," she whispered to Candy.
"You're there," her friend replied.
A hush fell. The grand old mare made her entrance, trotting boldly, halting smartly, and then proceeding straight ahead, as though she was staring deep into the eyes of the judge at C.
Tess sniffled, she was that moved by the spectacle. Boo wagged his tail, though he seemed to be actually facing the wrong direction. Stella shrugged, then lifted an eyebrow appreciatively. Rad stopped rooting around in Brooks' tote bag, even though he was pretty sure there were more carrots in the bottom under the ammo boxes.
But in the corner behind F, a hostile Nasrullah pawed the ground softly and cast a mean glance at Candy.
And then suddenly, his demeanor shifted.
"I wonder," thought the dark horse, "how that mare would look with a love knot plaited into her long blonde hair?"
His attention was now fixed on Candy, his heart began to pound. It sounded rather like galloping hoofbeats on a moonlit road.
Stella smacked him, and the glazed look retreated from his visage, but not completely. Candy, seemingly oblivious, swished her tail ever so slightly.
In the ring, Cypress was executing a magnificent change of lead inches from the cone at K. The audience was spellbound, except for Louie, who was merely trying to spell.
"What does GKEHD mean?" he wondered. "Must be some California dialect. Never heard that partic'lar word up home." He licked his tail and coughed a bit rudely.
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Post by brooks on Sept 5, 2010 22:45:35 GMT -5
Meanwhile somewhere else on campus all hell was breaking loose, the word was spreading all over the ER world. Everyone thought they pet should be admitted to the campus. Animals were arriving every minute over running the small campus.
Boris, Natasha and a few others were sitting outside trying to think of what do with all these extras, when suddenly in the sky they hear a rummble, looking up the spot a large object.
"What is it?" said Boris. "OMG!!! It can't be" wispered Pico "I thought that crashed a few years ago, Wait!!! OOOOOh it is.............but who can be driving?" "This can only mean one thing.....she is back!!!" said Pico, then he took off at a dead run towards the main office "HEADMASTER, HEADMASTER YOU NEED TO SEE THIS NOW!!!!!!!"
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