Box_Of_Frogs
Well-Known Member
So yesterday, I'd fed Angel in her stable, slapped suncream on her nose (she burns in candlelight), and put her girlie pink check rain sheet on. I popped her headcollar on and started out of the stable. There's a little step down from the stable to the aisle of the barn. Angel walks forward until 3 feet are out of the stable. Then she stops dead. She can't move her offside hind! OMG! She's broken her leg? She balanced the last foot on the tippytoe for a while then tried shiveringly to bring it out but again couldn't move. Then she tried to slowly reverse back into the stable. At one point all 4 feet were in a tiny square like a circus elephant balancing on an upturned tub. Then her head dropped to the floor and a strange expression came over her. Her knees were begining to buckle and HTG I thought her last hour had come. I thought she was about to drop dead. Jo was in the next door stable and I screamed: Jo, Jo, come quick, there's something very wrong with Angel, quick, quick!!!! Jo dived to the corner of the next door stable that she was working in, to have a good look from behind at what I was seeing from the front. There was a short silence, then:
Jo: Barb, she's scratching her arse on the door frame.
Me: What? What? WHAT? WHAT?
Jo: SHE'S SCRATCHING HER ARSE ON THE DOOR FRAME!!!
Me: ................................
Jo: Come behind her and look.
Me: Ah. Right. OK then. Probably not a fatal disease then
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Jo: Barb, she's scratching her arse on the door frame.
Me: What? What? WHAT? WHAT?
Jo: SHE'S SCRATCHING HER ARSE ON THE DOOR FRAME!!!
Me: ................................
Jo: Come behind her and look.
Me: Ah. Right. OK then. Probably not a fatal disease then