Compromise

 So my grandmother is leaving today :( I really enjoyed her visit.
 The speakers broke off of my computer and I can't get them to re connect.
 I'm not going to basketball tomorrow, Mom has a planning meeting.
 Most of my friends that go to basketball are sick, anyways.

Taxi :)

 This begins the adventures of Taxi and Kayla :)
Taxi was a horse who needed love, Kayla was a girl who needed a horse to love. They rode, they clicked.

 Then one day, they decided to ride alone, because Kayla was not in a personable mood. Taxi wasn't either, apparently. Kayla was thrown off,  Taxi took off with the reins around her feet and snapped the bridle.
Kayla could barely get back to her feet having been winded by the fall. In the end, Taxi did come back to her, but it took a few minutes before either of them would touch each other.

 I suppose I should mention, Taxi was a serious abuse/neglect case. Kind of the worst of both worlds. She's mostly quarter horse.
 It took a while for Kayla to get familiar with the horse. Conflict occurred when Taxi threw Kayla off thrice in one day. It took perseverance and patience on both ends to make this relationship work.

Taxi's quirks (or, the ones that I understand)

• Mud is a shot fired. As soon as she steps in mud, you may as well have lit a bottle rocket in the ring. She hates mud while she has a person on her back. 

• Distributed weight. This is a recent discovery. I think the reason she likes western so much is the weight factor. She can balance me; as long as I'm not trying to balance myself. English throws her off because I don't sit like a sac of flour and let her figure out the weight. I'm trying to balance myself. 
• Warm ups! How would you like it if someone hopped on your back and made you run? Not so much, I should think. You need a little time to figure out how to carry them in the most effective manner. Taxi does have a step up there, seeing as how she has four legs. 
• Coughing. Taxi coughs a lot while we're cantering. Sometimes she needs a minute to collect her breath, just as any human would. Walking a lap or two between trotting and cantering does the trick. 

Quintessence: I fell in love with this mare. She's so wonderful, and I'm loving getting to know her just as well as I'd know any person :)