After everything had been squared away in the bunkhouse they took Brianna to the main house for supper. As Brian walked to the door Tina hollered "Where you going?"
Brian looked over his shoulder, "Deal with Leo, we'll piggyback Brie back to the bunkhouse after supper." As he noticed the confused looks on Tina, Brianna, Michelle and Laria's faces, He sighed, "After you are through working horses, you give them rub downs and check for sprains or scratches that have to be dealt with, if they aren't dealt with quickly enough the problems compound exponentially."
Mich looked up as he came in with one of the roasts for supper hearing this. "Micheal go with him and show him where everything is would you? Oh and Brian if you ever want a job, let me know would you?"
Brian chuckled, "THANKS I very well might take you up on that!! Really though, horses are one of the several animals I really have a hard time attuning to."
One of the work hands laughed. "Hey he took me on, so even if you aren't really the best with horses no real big deal."
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"Hey you're pretty good at this Brian, where did you learn to deal with horses?" Micheal exclaimed as he watched Brian start dealing with Leos' rub down.
Brain stopped a moment causing Micheal to wonder if it was something that he'd prefer not to talk about, Brian sighed. "My mom was married three times, first was my father, second was a city guy that thought he was a farm guy, third was a 'ca-boy'".
"Ca-Boy?? What the hell is a ca boy I've heard of a lot of things but never a ca-boy!" asked Micheal. "Is it something like a wannabe cowboy?"
"If you knew what it was, why did you ask what it was? Brian asked chuckling. "But yeah a ca-boy is basically a guy that dresses like a cowboy, rides in parades, MIGHT be able to perform in a rodeo and thinks he's in a Louis L'Amour western. One of the main reasons I don't really attune with horses very well is that dip shit and his friends' idea of a smart, capable horse."
Micheal cocked a eyebrow and snickered. "That stupid huh?"
"The problem was that while my step-dad claimed the horses were smarter than people the dumbest of horses really WERE smarter than those guys. You could have taken a pickax to the forehead to their idea of a smart horse and they MIGHT have blinked before trying to shoo the fly away from their foreheads." The contempt in Brian's voice couldn't have been missed even if Micheal had wanted to.
"Don't worry."Micheal said raising his hands in defense of the ranch." The first sign of that kind of intelligence and we advise getting rid of horses like that. We're to close to the mountains to be able to handle horses that don't know that mountain lions aren't friendly!"
Brian looked up sharply from looking over the inside of Leos' hind leg. "How badly was the rider hurt?"
As Micheal got back from getting Leos' grain ration he was noticeably whiter. "He'll never be able to walk the same but he survived, his injuries were more from Pistol stomping him after he was thrown. Luckily it wasn't a mountain lion that startled him, it was whatever it is over in Two-Peak."
Brian looked around. "So Pistol got spooked and wasn't drawn like the rest are?"
"What do you mean drawn?" Micheal asked nearly throwing his neck out of alignment.
Brian couldn't help but chuckle as Micheal rubbed his neck. "You know a good chiropractor around here, because it looks like you might need one. But yeah all the horses are for the most apart facing one direction and they are as close to that area of their stalls as they can get."
Micheal groaned. "Well I don't know if she's good but Tabby is all this area has in the way of a chiropractor." Micheal smirked as he looked about the barn. "I've lived here all my life, so no I've never really noticed until you pointed it out just now, but they're ALWAYS doing that. As far as I know anyway, something to ask about at supper. They're probably waiting on us so lets not keep them any longer."
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As the Micheal and Brian entered the dinning area of the house the thunderstorm that had been holding back decided to cut loose with everything including the kitchen sink. Looking out into the storm Micheal shook his head."Looks like people will be stuck here for a few days until the road's a little drier, hey Brian ended up pointing something out in the barn. Has anyone noticed the horses congregating in a certain area of their stalls and pointing in the same direction all the time if they're not doing something?"
"Yeah" said Mich, "and always in the direction that 'feeling' always seems to come from. Well if nothing else our new neighbors might be able to finally find out whats causing that awful 'feeling' and save us from the terrible curse that haunts our dreams."
Brian smirked at the dramatics in Michel's voice. "Eh who knows, besides without it the lumber industry would have clear cut this area sometime ago. Or that's what those lumber jerks in town made it sound. Anyway most feelings of 'get out' are limited to things like buildings or smallish areas not areas miles away. The 'feelings' that come from miles away are usually meant to draw you to them! NOT drive you away."
"Well whichever it is, its driven most people from around here." Wailed a blonde of about 13 or so, "I get my friend Tammy interested in horses, get my dad to buy her one and the first time that feeling picks up and she bolts."
"Cynthia wasn't it?" Asked Michelle. "Exactly how much of a city girl was she, I mean really most city people cant physiologically handle being out of cities. They might do well enough out on a highway but even a place like this its far to.... hey Brian give me a hand here would you?"
Brian looked at as he was helping Brianna into a chair and groaned. "FINE! Screeched Michelle, "Its to dirty, very little is paved over, there's clean fresh air, there's even beautiful scenery around here. Its far to foreign to most city people."