sounds like tot. on second thought, horses trot. and ponies trot. i like the word trot. it has a certain ring to it. simple yet lovely. lovely is another favorite word of mine. The horse had a lovely trot. the horse’s trot was lovely.
Eliza
trotting out the old attitude – the brainy, brazen side of me who wins all the time – trotting around the block while the tea kettle whines and whistles, the only one waiting for me at home
nic sims
The horse trotted up to the fence, with Angie sitting astride her. The beautiful mare nickered at the man leaning on the wood. He held out an apple, and the mare sniffed it before taking a bite. Angie smiled at him.
“What are you doing here, Michael?”
Daniella
I still remember the day when I got my horse, Flash. She was the most beautiful one in the stable, but she was scared of everyone and everything. It took almost two months for me to get her to trust me enough to trot.
Eliza
the horse trotted as fast as it could. Its rider kicked it so that it could trot faster, but it couldn’t. And this made the horse sad. It was giving the rider everything it could, but it just couldn’t go as fast as the rider wanted it to. And the fence was coming up. The horse trotted faster, but it was going to hit it! It was going to hit the fence! Faster and faster and faster, but the horse’s legs were stuck!
Aimee
i trotted along the street like a donkey would on a summer day.
trot is an interesting concept as it mixes exercise, rhythm, and distance all in one…the majority of the worlds population should incorporate more in their lives.
it should not be reserved only for horses.
Joachim Belleza
He trotted along on his horse until the guards noticed him, attacking. He quickly pulled his sword and attacked them. They were no match for him on the horse, but soon it threw him off and galloped away and he was left at equal ground to the five guards quickly overtaking him.
Anonymous
trot like a horse. hot to trot. trotters. I got the trots. horses trotting through a fresh powder of a new snow. Welcoming us to winter.
actor
I want to go on a horse and carriage ride sooooo bad. I’ve never been on one, but I’m going on a romantic weekend with my girlfriend and I think it would make it 100 times better if I could take her on a romantic horse ride. trotting through the fall leaves on the ground. <#
Morgan
I used to ride horses, and once while riding the horse we leased, she took off and cantered back to the stable. I was terrified, and no one else seemed to think it was a big deal. I tried to accurately describe how scary it was, but I don’t think it worked.
Eva
too hot to trot? reminds me of horses. horses trot. what a weird word.It really doesnt even look like it should be a word. its just. trot. that its. trot.
sarah
he trotted along the water line, kicking up grains of sand as his tose dug into the shore. The water licked at his shins and her at his heart.
Danielle
An incredible limp that young man had.
His mother was a three legged horse who miraculously won the Grand National three times in a row.
Seemed impossible at the time.
He didn’t much look like her.
Still, at least he had her troy.
Corkie
trotoir
Anonymous
His head bobbed up and down faintly as the horse bobbed along the faint pathway. He’d long since given up trying to find his way back to the trail and instead turned at random when he saw a clearing, figuring he’d get back eventually. Gradually the trees disappeared around him and he found himself next to a beautiful lake, so clear he could see all the tiny fish swimming around right down at the bottom.
Edd
The horse’s hooves drummed on the hard tarmac of the road’s surface as the rider dug his heels in to spur it on into a trot. His tail swished
D
Henry bucked his horse into a slow trot. He gandered at his people arrayed on either side, their eyes glazing over their liege lord. He loved them, even if they did not, and only feared his rule.
D. Jameson
“You think you’re pretty hot to trot, don’t you?” she said as she studied the man standing before her. “I’m not so sure I agree.”
Doug
it was so rewarding. after months of food and rehab, to see Adam lift his head and trot away, tail held as high as his nose, ears pricked and twitching. he swished his tail as he went, not at any flies, but in glee and really, spunk. we love that boy, more than he knows. more t
terri./
The foxtrot was put on jointly by the Chamber of Commerce and Sons of the Pioneers and it was the one time of the year, each October, when it seemed like all of the town’s many well-intentioned blue-haired matrons were able to agree completely on anything. The late summer months leading up to the event presented each one of them with an opportunity to shamelessly pull their favorite garments out of the mothballs, to adorn their necks with costume jewelry and large strands of pearls and wrap aging furs around the contours of their shoulders; to stand for hours in front of the full-length mirror while they tried on their various hats, hoping to find in one something that would bring out the blush and hide the hopeless advance of years as they winked coquettishly at their own reflections, already mired completely in the nostalgia of the upcoming event.
jethro
Troting across the yard, I smiled to myself. Today, I will be victorious. Today, I will finish the race, beating all opponents. Today, I will trot.
Sierra Rose
I trotted down the yellow brick road as I was on my way to the Emerald City. Unfortunately, there was no one with me, I was not Dorothy, and I scraped my knee as I tried to dance down the rocky road.
CLE
i walked so fast to get the ice cream that it was almost a trot. but then the ice cream man folded up shop and trotted away, down into a dungeon of dandylions and dickweed
Anonymous
I dont know what this word means. My vocab is not that good sorry :) i cant guess what it means sorry :)
Suzy
Trot: horses do it. I’m not the biggest fan of animals in general, but horses are incredibly beautiful animals. I like how they are all different colors. The are usually real shiny and pretty. And Clydesdales are so strong and powerful, their hooves are huge.
Annie
In his tight slacks
his thin gait
he trots
slipping between spaces you can’t see
maneuvering quickly
eyes always focused
on the money
X
A brown fox trotted over smashed grape vines in search of food; winter was setting in, but in its beauty destroyed any food on a vine or sprouting from the ground. The fox sighed in disappointment, resorting to licking the ground and tasting different metals such as iron and magnesium; not suitable for such an animal.
Gouldin Lion
A horse goes around the track and begins to go faster and faster. the two men behind the horse are gaining and gaining. The first man pulls a sword to ward off the approaching bandits. But the bandits pull their one shot pistols
Andrew
Horses trot…it’s not quite the same as canter. In fact, canter is much prettier to watch. But it’s easier to trot. I will learn how to ride a horse again. You know the saying, if you fall off, you have to get back on. Or something like that…So I will. Eventually.
Shelby
The horse broke into a fast trot; its legs breaking through the brittle reeds that sprouted up in the field. The rider spurred him faster
Kim
My dog loves to trot. She trots on the deck, in the yard… and, unfortunately, in our garden. A few days ago I watched as she perched on the brick edge of our flower garden, spying on a chipmunk. I waited for the attack, but there wasn’t one. Luckily, my fist knocking on the kitchen window happened just in time.
Gina
Personne n’avait pris la peine d’avertir la maisonn
McTernell
They spelled my name wrong.
Troy
The Horse trotted down the lane, the mennonite boy looking back out of the buggy. I watched him go. What is it like to live slow. To trot and not drive.
To watch life linger by…
ann
He started out at a trot down the frosty sidewalk, leaves swirling around in the wind: red, brown, yellow. Breaths visible swirling up, around, behind his head as he moved, faster, faster. Going to do this, was the thought he carried with him, running.
Anne O.
as i trot down the cobblestone street in my fancy new shoes with this woman on my back, i can’t help but think, what’s so damn special about her? why are all these people here in the street pushing and shoving to get a look at us? oh well…at least i got a new saddle out of it…it’s pretty.
ginagrad@yahoo.com
i know this girl and her last name is trott. i don’t know what much else to say. it’s something that horses do, though :D
Anonymous
horses like to trot, well actually just trot. i like the expression hot to trot, although i never use it… it sounds fun when you say it but almost derogatory at the same time. I can’t really think of things to wrote about this word which makes me feel that i am not very proficient in the English language… o well
Echo
I trotted toward him with a huge smile on my face. “You’re back!” I yelled. “Yes, I’m back.” I ran faster and tried to leap into his arms…but my balance was off and i fell on my face.
kristin
I trot on Turkey Day and have a turkey named Trot. Then, after Thanksgiving, I find another turkey. I try not to name it Trot. This makes me trot. People see me trot and they appear amused. I see them trot, too.
sounds like tot. on second thought, horses trot. and ponies trot. i like the word trot. it has a certain ring to it. simple yet lovely. lovely is another favorite word of mine. The horse had a lovely trot. the horse’s trot was lovely.
trotting out the old attitude – the brainy, brazen side of me who wins all the time – trotting around the block while the tea kettle whines and whistles, the only one waiting for me at home
The horse trotted up to the fence, with Angie sitting astride her. The beautiful mare nickered at the man leaning on the wood. He held out an apple, and the mare sniffed it before taking a bite. Angie smiled at him.
“What are you doing here, Michael?”
I still remember the day when I got my horse, Flash. She was the most beautiful one in the stable, but she was scared of everyone and everything. It took almost two months for me to get her to trust me enough to trot.
the horse trotted as fast as it could. Its rider kicked it so that it could trot faster, but it couldn’t. And this made the horse sad. It was giving the rider everything it could, but it just couldn’t go as fast as the rider wanted it to. And the fence was coming up. The horse trotted faster, but it was going to hit it! It was going to hit the fence! Faster and faster and faster, but the horse’s legs were stuck!
i trotted along the street like a donkey would on a summer day.
trot is an interesting concept as it mixes exercise, rhythm, and distance all in one…the majority of the worlds population should incorporate more in their lives.
it should not be reserved only for horses.
He trotted along on his horse until the guards noticed him, attacking. He quickly pulled his sword and attacked them. They were no match for him on the horse, but soon it threw him off and galloped away and he was left at equal ground to the five guards quickly overtaking him.
trot like a horse. hot to trot. trotters. I got the trots. horses trotting through a fresh powder of a new snow. Welcoming us to winter.
I want to go on a horse and carriage ride sooooo bad. I’ve never been on one, but I’m going on a romantic weekend with my girlfriend and I think it would make it 100 times better if I could take her on a romantic horse ride. trotting through the fall leaves on the ground. <#
I used to ride horses, and once while riding the horse we leased, she took off and cantered back to the stable. I was terrified, and no one else seemed to think it was a big deal. I tried to accurately describe how scary it was, but I don’t think it worked.
too hot to trot? reminds me of horses. horses trot. what a weird word.It really doesnt even look like it should be a word. its just. trot. that its. trot.
he trotted along the water line, kicking up grains of sand as his tose dug into the shore. The water licked at his shins and her at his heart.
An incredible limp that young man had.
His mother was a three legged horse who miraculously won the Grand National three times in a row.
Seemed impossible at the time.
He didn’t much look like her.
Still, at least he had her troy.
trotoir
His head bobbed up and down faintly as the horse bobbed along the faint pathway. He’d long since given up trying to find his way back to the trail and instead turned at random when he saw a clearing, figuring he’d get back eventually. Gradually the trees disappeared around him and he found himself next to a beautiful lake, so clear he could see all the tiny fish swimming around right down at the bottom.
The horse’s hooves drummed on the hard tarmac of the road’s surface as the rider dug his heels in to spur it on into a trot. His tail swished
Henry bucked his horse into a slow trot. He gandered at his people arrayed on either side, their eyes glazing over their liege lord. He loved them, even if they did not, and only feared his rule.
“You think you’re pretty hot to trot, don’t you?” she said as she studied the man standing before her. “I’m not so sure I agree.”
it was so rewarding. after months of food and rehab, to see Adam lift his head and trot away, tail held as high as his nose, ears pricked and twitching. he swished his tail as he went, not at any flies, but in glee and really, spunk. we love that boy, more than he knows. more t
The foxtrot was put on jointly by the Chamber of Commerce and Sons of the Pioneers and it was the one time of the year, each October, when it seemed like all of the town’s many well-intentioned blue-haired matrons were able to agree completely on anything. The late summer months leading up to the event presented each one of them with an opportunity to shamelessly pull their favorite garments out of the mothballs, to adorn their necks with costume jewelry and large strands of pearls and wrap aging furs around the contours of their shoulders; to stand for hours in front of the full-length mirror while they tried on their various hats, hoping to find in one something that would bring out the blush and hide the hopeless advance of years as they winked coquettishly at their own reflections, already mired completely in the nostalgia of the upcoming event.
Troting across the yard, I smiled to myself. Today, I will be victorious. Today, I will finish the race, beating all opponents. Today, I will trot.
I trotted down the yellow brick road as I was on my way to the Emerald City. Unfortunately, there was no one with me, I was not Dorothy, and I scraped my knee as I tried to dance down the rocky road.
i walked so fast to get the ice cream that it was almost a trot. but then the ice cream man folded up shop and trotted away, down into a dungeon of dandylions and dickweed
I dont know what this word means. My vocab is not that good sorry :) i cant guess what it means sorry :)
Trot: horses do it. I’m not the biggest fan of animals in general, but horses are incredibly beautiful animals. I like how they are all different colors. The are usually real shiny and pretty. And Clydesdales are so strong and powerful, their hooves are huge.
In his tight slacks
his thin gait
he trots
slipping between spaces you can’t see
maneuvering quickly
eyes always focused
on the money
A brown fox trotted over smashed grape vines in search of food; winter was setting in, but in its beauty destroyed any food on a vine or sprouting from the ground. The fox sighed in disappointment, resorting to licking the ground and tasting different metals such as iron and magnesium; not suitable for such an animal.
A horse goes around the track and begins to go faster and faster. the two men behind the horse are gaining and gaining. The first man pulls a sword to ward off the approaching bandits. But the bandits pull their one shot pistols
Horses trot…it’s not quite the same as canter. In fact, canter is much prettier to watch. But it’s easier to trot. I will learn how to ride a horse again. You know the saying, if you fall off, you have to get back on. Or something like that…So I will. Eventually.
The horse broke into a fast trot; its legs breaking through the brittle reeds that sprouted up in the field. The rider spurred him faster
My dog loves to trot. She trots on the deck, in the yard… and, unfortunately, in our garden. A few days ago I watched as she perched on the brick edge of our flower garden, spying on a chipmunk. I waited for the attack, but there wasn’t one. Luckily, my fist knocking on the kitchen window happened just in time.
Personne n’avait pris la peine d’avertir la maisonn
They spelled my name wrong.
The Horse trotted down the lane, the mennonite boy looking back out of the buggy. I watched him go. What is it like to live slow. To trot and not drive.
To watch life linger by…
He started out at a trot down the frosty sidewalk, leaves swirling around in the wind: red, brown, yellow. Breaths visible swirling up, around, behind his head as he moved, faster, faster. Going to do this, was the thought he carried with him, running.
as i trot down the cobblestone street in my fancy new shoes with this woman on my back, i can’t help but think, what’s so damn special about her? why are all these people here in the street pushing and shoving to get a look at us? oh well…at least i got a new saddle out of it…it’s pretty.
i know this girl and her last name is trott. i don’t know what much else to say. it’s something that horses do, though :D
horses like to trot, well actually just trot. i like the expression hot to trot, although i never use it… it sounds fun when you say it but almost derogatory at the same time. I can’t really think of things to wrote about this word which makes me feel that i am not very proficient in the English language… o well
I trotted toward him with a huge smile on my face. “You’re back!” I yelled. “Yes, I’m back.” I ran faster and tried to leap into his arms…but my balance was off and i fell on my face.
I trot on Turkey Day and have a turkey named Trot. Then, after Thanksgiving, I find another turkey. I try not to name it Trot. This makes me trot. People see me trot and they appear amused. I see them trot, too.