YourValentine
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Atlas was living up to his name and went up the hill to hold the heavens up? That or he decided to stand on the earth rather than hold it up?
I still remember the night 50 years ago when my three got out and went tap dancing on the bank managers lawn, they even used his lines of raspberry canes and fruit bushes as jump schooling. Even worse was one horse was named after the bank manager who had enabled him to be purchased and I had an appointment with him two days later.
OMG!Couple of years ago, ours went on a rampage to the local wedding venue. Trying to wrangle 6 horses whilst the brides family looked on in horror is not how I wanted to start the day.
Ok, you win. I thought I had a good story (and to date, the worst night of my life) when 7 horses from my yard (including two of mine) escaped and went running along an unlit dual carriageway in the middle of the night, before deciding to head to the local Dominos Pizza and hanging around on the road outside there. But yeah... your story is better!Couple of years ago, ours went on a rampage to the local wedding venue. Trying to wrangle 6 horses whilst the brides family looked on in horror is not how I wanted to start the day.
I used to threaten my mare that I’d give up on the electric fencing and simply chain the car battery to her leg instead!My new pony is testing my boundaries, literally. 3 times in the last fortnight she has escaped her very well fenced paddock for one with more grass in it
Im currently scratching my head trying to come up with a solution, but as I honestly dont know how shes getting out I dont know what I need to fix
This is brilliant!!!!!! Haha I cannot even imagine seeing Boggles face on a "Found in Evergreen" Facebook page.My old horse Judge managed to escape last year just before Christmas. I was idly scrolling through the community facebook page and there were various pictures and videos of Judge 'jauntily having a little walk' as one poster put it. I nearly had about 10 babies. Dashed through Doncaster and caught up with him in the next village. I thought I'll take his rug off and walk him home give him chance to cool down after his little adventure, he pulled my arms out.
Judge was 34 at the time, god rest his soul, so you've got many years to come of exciting escapes.
This is brilliant!!!!!! Haha I cannot even imagine seeing Boggles face on a "Found in Evergreen" Facebook page.
I had this, years ago...had a couple of calls asking me if I knew the pony that was wandering through various gardens in the village one winter evening. No idea! said I certain that our crew were safely in the field. On the fourth call, the description sounded a bit suspicious so I toddled off, just to check, only to find my 30 year old pony had just walked across the large iced over pond and popped a rail to liberation....thank goodness my big horse had the sense not to follow - no way would the ice have taken him. My 12hh palomino pony, described as 'a small brown horse' was not remotely repentent and jig jogged, squealing and bucking on her arthritic legs all the way back to the field. I then had to work out, in the dark, how to stop the naughty blighter repeating this number. I still miss her so much!!This is brilliant!!!!!! Haha I cannot even imagine seeing Boggles face on a "Found in Evergreen" Facebook page.
The descriptions of Judge that day were plenty, he's chestnut, he's brown, he's got a white line on his face, he's wearing a black jacket, he's wearing a blue rain coat, he's wearing a brown jacket and I'm looking at various videos thinking that's Judge, a bay with a star wearing a blue rug luckily I got him home safe and sound.I had this, years ago...had a couple of calls asking me if I knew the pony that was wandering through various gardens in the village one winter evening. No idea! said I certain that our crew were safely in the field. On the fourth call, the description sounded a bit suspicious so I toddled off, just to check, only to find my 30 year old pony had just walked across the large iced over pond and popped a rail to liberation....thank goodness my big horse had the sense not to follow - no way would the ice have taken him. My 12hh palomino pony, described as 'a small brown horse' was not remotely repentent and jig jogged, squealing and bucking on her arthritic legs all the way back to the field. I then had to work out, in the dark, how to stop the naughty blighter repeating this number. I still miss her so much!!
They come through the fields all the time. They don’t ruin the grazing really, they constantly move. They are excellent fence hoppers!Your grazing would soon disappear if that lot came through your fields!
Well look at his hind legs in that second picture. It’s shocking if its been done for selling him!i wouldn’t buy a horse with a foreleg like that
Where shows him moving?I'm a mare person (that keeps owning geldings) and would possibly like a bit more info on her. However, I'm not sure a mare would be the simplest with your set up. Then again, things could be difficult with a gelding too. Depends on the horse(s). It's hard to beat a good bay/brown mare though.
There is something about the chestnuts hind end that makes me not love it, but he travels well enough. Again though, there are things "wrong" with every one that's been posted, so it just depends on actual soundness, suitability, and preference.
The dun is cool color wise, and has a nice face. Otherwise, he doesn't do much for me and seems a bit small and fine.