Summer F writes:
Six Girls,
Six Ponies, And They Soon All Become One Club...
Meredith, Pam, Anna, Lulu, Summer, and Sunshine have a new problem.
A wild
pony named Eye-High was to be trained by Meredith. But the pony becomes
frisky and won't obey orders.
Can the
six girls and ponies help Eye-High?
Or is
the only thing Eye-High will be dog food?
Lulu S. writes:
Meredith
and Pam looked over the fence at Eye High. He was running around,
his eyes wide and snorting!
"He
looks like he would be a good pony," Mer-mer said, "If we
could ever catch him."
Pam
picked up a pony halter and lead rope. She looked at the horse cookie
jar next to Mer-mer's tack box, and grabbed a few Mrs. Pastures cookies
for horses.
"Watch
this," Pam said, as she walked toward the pony.
The
pony started to run off but when Pam held out a Mrs. Pastures horse
cookie he stopped.
Ally writes:
Then
he came to Pam.
He
took the cookie.
Jane writes:
Eye
High never had a Mrs. Pastures cookie before. It took him a few seconds
to figure out that he had to chew it up with his back teeth. Then
he started to chew. And chew. And chew.
His
eyes closed partway and he licked his lips. When he finished chewing
Pam held out the halter. Eye High sniffed at it and Pam put it over
his nose and gave him another cookie.
Pam
said "He likes those!" as she buckled the halter. "Let's
go clean you up."
But
when Pam turned toward the barn, Eye High....
Ally writes
...
fell to the ground.
Lulu writes
He really
did not want to come with Pam.
Before
Pam could turn around to get Eye High up, she heard a noise and turned
around to see....
Summer F writes
.. a tan and white
object running from the barn. Pam sighed with stress. It was Pongo,
the Appaloosa foal.
Pongo was caught in quicksand and only by teamwork, Meredith, Pam,
Anna, Lulu, Summer, and Sunshine were able to save him.
Pongo was sick from eating poisoned berries while lost, so he had
been staying at the Animal Clinic.
Pongo been nothing but a troublemaker. First, he chased some leghorn
hens at the pen. Pam bought them from Green Market when livestock
were sold.
Then, Pongo rolled into red mud, making his coat, kind of a ruby color.
He still had a faint stain. Then, he was bucking and kicking Lightning,
bossing her to play. When Pam shooed him away, he just wheeled right
back, and head-butted her so hard, she fell down.
One time they were having a barn sleepover, and Pongo was whinnying
and chasing Acorn, Lightning, Hugo, Piddles, Squirrel, and Snow White.
He was even chasing the school ponies. Pam tried to chase him away,
but the raced right back. An like a bighorn sheep fighting another,
he rammed Pam right into a puddle of black mud.
Anna, Lulu, Meredith, Summer, and Sunshine giggled. But they helped
Pam get up and helped her shower. Then they put Pongo with them. But
he kept stepping on each other's hair or sleeping bag. So they put
him in Lightning's stall. And Pongo fought with Woolie, Pam's sheepdog
when he was trying to herd her with Lighting. Woolie kept barking
and snarling. But he yelped in panic when Pongo reared and punched
Woolie on the side with his front hooves. So Woolie hardly ever went
near Pongo.
This time, Pongo leapt like a cat and kicked Eye-High's rear with
his back hooves. "Pongo!" said Pam, "Stop it!"
Instead of running away, Eye-High reared and pushed Pongo so hard
with his front hooves, Pongo was punched into the barn door. He chased
him away. "Eye-High!" said Pam. Eye-High raced to his paddock.
He was scared; you could see the whites of his eyes and his ears were
laid back. "No cookies for that behavior!" Pam and Meredith
saw Eye-High run around in his paddock. Pam and Meredith needed help,
they needed their friends for this horse.
Then...
Ally writes:
He
stopped.
Anna Harley writes:
Mrs.
Crandal walked out from the barn. She had JB. He had a saddle on.
Next
to JB all the ponies looked tiny.
Mrs.
Crandal mounted JB. They walked over to the girls and ponies. She
said looked down at them and said, "You know, if you just...."
Haley G. writes
" ….put
him with the other ponies his age, he might just play with them, instead
of bothering you!"
She rode off. Pam decided that the only way to make these two ponies
come was to...
Bobby M.K. writes:
... put
Pongo and Eye-High in different paddocks.
"Lulu, do you have a horse cookie?"
"Yes, I have a couple of Mrs. Pastures' cookies left in my pocket,"
said Lulu.
"Well, then I'll open the gate to the empty paddock next to this
one and then go in there. I'll go fetch a halter and lead rope for
Eye-High."
Pam quickly got a pony-sized halter and a lead rope while Lulu walked
over to the empty paddock and opened the gate.
"Lulu, give a cookie to Anna," said Pam.
Lulu did.
"OK, now Lulu and Anna, stand at different ends of this paddock,
Lulu, go stand by the exit gate " asked Pam.
They did. Pongo followed Anna, and Eye-High followed Lulu.
"OK, Lulu, give Eye-High his cookie, Anna you slowly walk down
the fence with your cookie in sight but don't give to Pongo yet. When
Eye-High gets his cookie, put your halter on him and lead him out
the gate."
Lulu did. Eye-High looked happy. She led him out the exit gate.
Pongo saw Mrs. Crandal sitting on JB in the next paddock. Pongo was
suddenly lonely when Eye-High had left. Anna walked toward JB and
Mrs. Crandal. Anna climbed through the fence and walked toward JB.
Pongo trotted over to the open gate into the next pasture and walked
in. Mrs. Crandal leaned down from JB and gently closed the gate.
"OK, Anna, climb back through the fence, but be sure and give
Pongo his cookie after you are outside," said Mrs. Crandal. Anna
did. Pongo walked over. Anna gave him his cookie. Mrs. Crandal walked
JB out another gate. Now Pongo and Eye-High were in different places.
Suddenly Eye-High....
Jane F. writes
...turned
around and looked for Pongo. He looked for JB and then he looked for
Lighting.
Mrs.
Crandal and JB rode toward the training paddock. Soon they were out
of sight behind a row of trees.
Pongo
let Pam put his halter on and she walked him into the barn.
Eye
High was alone. He was not happy.
"Whinnnnnnnnyyyyy!"
Eye-High wanted his buddies. "Whinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyyyy!"
Pam
came back with a couple of Mrs. Pastures cookies for horses and stood
at the fence. Eye-High trotted over but when Pam held out a cookie
he whirled around and.....
Lulu S. writes
Trotted
over to take it. High-Eye really liked the cookie, Pam petted him.
When
he finished chewing, he stood there while Pam kept rubbing his back.
Ally writes
He nudged
her pocket.
Haley G writes
"Hmmmmm"
thought Pam. "Eye high isn't wild, he wants his friends!"
Pam decided right there, that she was going to take Eye-High out for
a trail ride. All she needed was help from some friends. So she quickly
got her 5 pony pals, and told them the plan. They agreed, and quickly
got the ponies ready.
Finally when they were out on the trail, Sunshine said "Guys,
I'm really tired. We have been out here for almost 3 hours!"
"Alright" Pam agreed "We can end for the day. I'm so
proud of Eye-High, he is doing great! So they turned around, but the
trail didn't look familiar.
"Guy's, which way did we come from? Right I think." said
Anna.
"No we came south" said Lulu.
By that point they were all disagreeing, and it was beginning to get
dark. All of a sudden they heard....
amy g writes
…horses thundering
around the noise got closer and closer...
Summer F writes
...(with) yelping
and joyful whinnies. Pam groaned in stress. Pongo was chasing Woolie
again.
As Sunshine
and Summer cantered up on Piddles and Hugo, a yelping Woolie frightened
the ponies
"Ahh!"
screamed Piddles and Hugo. The girls almost fell off.
Eye-High
thudded on his back, and gave a great burst of horselaughs. Summer
and Sunshine calmed their ponies. They had grim looks on their faces.
"This
isn't good," though Pam.
"Pam!"
screamed Summer.
Summer
and Sunshine explained that at least five Mustangs were caught, and
at least 3 foals were caught. The foals have their necks in nooses,
and the adults have all 4 legs caught, crisscrossed.
Eye-High
stopped rolling and laughing. Mustangs? In danger? Lightning, Snow
White, Acorn, Hugo, Piddles, and Eye-High nodded their heads.
While
Squirrel and Pongo shook their heads.
It was
settled, Squirrel and Pongo stayed, and the other ponies left. Eye-High
though, "I hope my family aren't caught..."
Bobby M. writes
Squirrel and Pongo
jigged nervously. What were eight mustangs doing in Connecticut?
The Pony Pal riding Squirrel calmly got off her pony. She took her
lead rope out of her saddle bag. She clipped it on to Squirrel’s
halter. Then she tied the lead rope to a low branch. She used a “loop
knot”. If Squirrel got scared and pulled back, the pony pals
could still just pull on the lead rope loose end. They could let Squirrel
free, even if Squirrel was leaning against the lead rope with all
her pony weight. Pongo stayed very close to Squirrel. Horses and ponies
like to be with each other and feel safe that way.
The
pony pal slooowwllly walked over to where the mustangs and foals were
caught. They stood quietly. The mustangs were scared. They all were
tangled in old hay bale twine. She could see that if she moved slowly
and gently, she could walk right up to where the twine tangle was
bad. If she could just ….
Summer F. writes:
...calm
the ponies. Meredith tried to untie the knots, but it was no use.
The Piebald Mustang with the pink muzzle and Wall Eyes stared sadly
at Eye-High. The pony walked slowly to the Mustang. He sunk his teeth
on the rope hold the right front leg. He chewed the rope till there
was only a thread. The Mustang pulled her leg. Eye-High said "Come
on! Let's bite the rope off." The ponies gathered, chewing the
ropes till the Mustang was free. The mare galloped freely.
A
few minutes later, Eye-High and Lightning were chewing on the last
string of rope on a Slate Grulla mare. She galloped away, that a rope
swung around her neck. "When the?!" hollered Eye-High. "Hey
you!" Pam held her breath. "On the count of three,"
she said, "we turn around." Lightning counted. "One...Two...Three!!"
Lulu S. writes:
They turned around
and behind them mustangs were vanishing towards their home.
"Let's clean
up this twine," Meredith said. The Pony Pals all picked up the
twine and string, putting it into their saddle bags. They were just
finished when suddenly ....
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