It was the day we were moving barns and we had chose to groom Izzy before the owner of the new barn and her friend came to pick Izzy up. We already had put all of our stuff in our tack trunk, grooming tote and extra bags so that when they got here we were ready to get out of there. …show more content…
First we grabbed our tack trunk and put it in the bed of the trunk since it wouldn’t fit into our car, and then proceeded to load everything else into the trunk of our car. Once we had gotten everything loaded up we went into the barn and got Izzy out of her stall. We brought her out of the barn and she looked at the big trailer that was unusually parked in the driveway. My dad tried to load her in the trailer first but she wasn’t too confident so my mom tried and right before she put her back legs in the trailer she gave her farewell, and pooped right on the white rock driveway. We thought about cleaning it up but didn’t feel too bad about leaving it there since they never provided us with pitchforks or buckets to clean it. Right after she had done that the crabby barn manager, Sally, walked out of her old fading white house that was sat on the property, and said “are you guys