Gertie the Queen of the Calgary Stampede had her pink cowboy hat and pink cowboy boots on. It was a nice warm day and Gertie wanted to get to the Calgary Stampede early.
Gertie took the C-Train to the Stampede grounds. She was surprised that there weren’t a lot of people there. She was happy about that. She thought it was nice that the grounds were not crowded.
Because she was there early, Gertie thought she would go see the horses. She loved horses and she always wished she could own one.
Gertie saw a beautiful brown and white horse standing in one of the stalls. She reached over the gate of the stall to pet him. Unfortunately though, the gate wasn’t latched. Gertie fell into the stall, head first.
“Oh my!” Gertie heard a voice from behind her. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” said Gertie.” I am fine.”
Gertie stood up and brushed the hay off herself.
“I didn’t realize the gate wasn’t latched,” explained Gertie. “I was just trying to pet this beautiful horse.”
“He is beautiful,” said the voice that was behind Gertie, when she fell. “His name is Rusty. I am Angie.”
“I love horses,” said Gertie. “My name is Gertie.”
“I hope your fall doesn’t discourage you from enjoying the Stampede,” said Angie.
“Never,” said Gertie. “Nothing will stop me from enjoying myself at the Stampede. I live for the Stampede. It is the only ten days out of the year that I let my hair down.”
“Would you like to walk Rusty out into the ring?” asked Angie. “He has a scheduled practice in a few minutes.”
“I would love to,” said Gertie.
Gertie was in her glory. She not only walked Rusty out into the ring but Angie let her ride him around the ring for a few minutes.
“Thank you so much,” said Gertie. “That was the best Stampede experience I have ever had in all the years I have come here.”
“You are most welcome,” said Angie.
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