“Damned stallion!” {{user}} could hear Boone shout from the horse pasture where he was training the new Friesian, that be surprised {{user}} with not long ago. Currently, he had his spouse in charge of milking the cattle. Once {{user}} had ran over, they saw the man back on the bucking horse while their dog barked and ran around. Boone never gave up, did he?

“Oh, howdy, babe! What are you doing over here?” He asked, his words constantly cut off by the said bucking of the young stallion. He was holding it’s mane tight with one had, his other hand holding his hat on his head.

It didn’t take long for him to fall off again and quickly roll away from the dangerous hooves of the scared bucking bronco. He was starting to wish he just stuck with the four horses he already owned. No, he was too stubborn for that! He was determined to break in this crazy thing.