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Charlotte runs up to the barn,excited to see that Blackie was all tacked up in his racing tack,She led him out to the trailer and walked in,slowly coaxing him in.He easily stepped in.She tied him up in there,then walked out and double checked she locked the trailer before she climbed in the truck."You comin` Bennie?"She yelled to her fellow jockey across the yard."You better hurry,the race starts in an hour!And loud up Bella,would ya`?"

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Sorry, I never got the notification that you responded. Bennie ran and attached a lead rope to Bella's headcollar. She walked the filly over and loaded her up.
 
Charlotte tied Blackies lead rope to the trailer, then put a bit of hay in his net and walked carefully out of the large trailer.
 
"You ready?" Charlotte asked Bennie as she put her helmet in the backseat of the large truck, climbimg into the drivers seat.
 
"mhm."Charlotte threw her crop in the backseat and put her seatbelt on. She put the truck into drive and carefully drove out of the barn.
 
Bennie thought about the race to come. She knew Bella was a picky horse that had to have a mask with blinkers and a shadow roll, or she would get so carried away with running ahead of any horses she saw, or any shadows she saw, that she would become completely unresponsive to whatever Bennie would do. Bennie looked over to Charlotte "How hard is it for you to control Blackie in a race?"
 
"Considering he's a stallion, he's young, and is a descendent of Man O' War, pretty hard. Why?" Char said, not looking away from the road.
 

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