The sun glistened off the front of the saddle. I was riding Miss Brody. She started to go back. Smack went the crop. She zoomed forward. Then I hopped over a cross jump. I was proud of her.
I gave Miss Brody her food and I took her saddle and bridle off. I carefully placed her cover on and put her tack away in the tack shed.
Then I took her halter off and shut the gate and put her away.
I shake the packet of cat biscuits teasing Bella as usual. She stretches her long body across the flax like her own lazy self.
I pick up the black cat bowl and tip some biscuits in. Bella nudges me accidentally on purpose and I spill the biscuits.
Of course she eats the biscuits off the floor for me.
I was standing in my backyard. The frosty grass made my feet go numb. I had an extra boost of energy because I had a really good sleep last night, so my slug gun wasn’t too heavy.
Chills flooded through my body like I had just scared a rabbit. I was moving closer and closer to an old kauri stump in the corner of our garden. I got in position for a shot.
Then some flickering came from a dark hole. A fluffy brown ball dashed out from the hole. I took aim and squeezed the trigger. It was a rabbit. Bang! It dropped like a stone.
I was walking to my room with my blanket, lazily of course. As I walked through the door I saw a daddy long legs. But as I looked closer to the bed I realised that it was not a daddy long legs.
My arachnophobia triggered. My heart beat twice as fast. I hastily walked to the bed to notice its white tail. I nearly shrieked. I got a tea towel and tried to lift it off.
It jumped on me. I whacked the spider off with the tea towel. Too late. It had bitten me.
I went back to bed and lay the blanket across the bed. As I reached for the pillows I realised they were not there. I sighed and opened the cupboard to get the pillows and chucked them on the bed.