don't you just love it when...................

[Pidge]

you're on a tight time scale in the morning so nip up to check the horses and fly spray etc and said horse decides he doesn't want his fly rug adjusting or fly spraying and canters merrily round the field

So after 5 minutes of chasing Pidge round the field with no success I give up and do a spot of poo picking. Pidge then decides he can come over to inspect the barrow of poo, getting poo all over his muzzle

giving me opportunity to adjust his rug

and then to top it off he follows me round doing the poo picking trying to wipe his pooey muzzle on me

Horses eh you've just gotta love their sense of humour

 

[Amys_Babies]

I dont have to poo pick no more!!!

I had to at old yard though when my naughty little boy decided to become a big bully and picked on all the other horses in field...resulting into him being given his own little paddock for a few months until i moved him. People never understood why i liked doing it so much. I had my cheeky boy following me around...coming close to me and the trotting away. He was so lonely though so i was his only real company. I spent so much time in the field with him just messing around and doing a odd bit of poo picking. Luckily he never had a pooey muzzle just a very muddy 1 which he use to wipe all down my back and my legs.

 

[Cop-Pop]

Mine decided she was going to pull all the electrics down last night - I over slept so was dashing round the field tying everything back up again with her following me trying to pull it down again

I turned the voltage up now