Eeeek! Horrid thing found in field!!!

Out for a walk round edge of farmers field next to a friends yard we came across a large pile of what looked like tripe but much bigger - white shiny tube like stuff in a heap about 6 feet across, by 2 feet wide, by 3 feet tall at the bottom of a telegraph pole. No particular smell although friends dog was very interested as were the flies, yuck! Light was going so couldn't get a decent picture on her phone and when she went back a few days later with a camera it was gone. To this day we don't know what it was but suggestions from others have been inside out animal hides (deer, cattle, something large), some kind of crop cover covered in fertilizer and a giant dead cuttlefish lol!
Alein. Close Encounter of the third kind.
 
Not quite in the field but when I was on a yard a couple of fields from Stonehenge I went up the morning of the summer solstice to find the yard blocked off by the police and CSI Wilshire all over the place. It transpired that some poor girl had been attacked and badly injured in the gateway of my field. We had also had our Ketamine stolen.
 
Beausmate, surely you should be able to get pros to do the job properly paid for by the drivers insurer. I know it's a bit compensation culture, but it would avoid a bloody boring job. And the oil would be cleared properly.

PS, especially to Pansymouse - Just say NEIGH to Ketamine!
 
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I had a message from my field landlord on Monday, to say there was a car in the field. They had also taken out the fence and the hedge, leaving my horses free access onto a major A-road. Whoopee.

The gross bit? Probably several litres of engine oil soaking into the ground. :(

Anyone know how long it is likely to take to be 'safe'?

Get a bag of cheap cat litter, tip it on the oil and stomp about in it as much as possible before scooping it up. Cat litter is great for spilled oil.
 
Not field related but a few weeks ago I was fluffing out new straw in my horses' stable and found a tiny squashed smelly newborn piglet :eek:. My dog thought all her Christmases and birthdays had come at once..
 
I'm hoping someone has a doctor who style zapper to erase my memory of this morning......

So I was walking my dogs today around the horses field, doing a fence check etc. At the back of our field is a tiny single track road just leading to a couple of farms, you rarely see traffic up there. There was a couple of bits of litter, and a bag of dog poo chucked over the fence... nice.

THEN...

Then I found a big pink salami shaped dog toy! So I thought, I'll throw that over the fence so it's rightful owner can claim it.
So I picked it up. It nearly shot out of my hand it was so slimey.
"Goodness me", I thought. "The dog who's had this is rather slobbery."

On closer examination...

The "dog toy" had a "WRIGGLE" and a "VIBRATE" button!

AGHHHHHHHHHH! IT WAS NOT A DOG TOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm scarred for life!!!! I touched it!!!!!!!!!
I've bleached my hands, just about restrained myself from bleaching my eyes...

Has anyone else ever found anything properly weird or disgusting in their field???

Oh god, NOOOO Im still trying not to heave! That's absolutely minging!
 
In the 1970s a man had hung himself during the night from the tree in the ponies' field at the riding school where I kept my pony. The police were called, took a look at the poor bloke, said 'He's dead' and went away again leaving him there until someone else turned up to take him away, :(
 
Get a bag of cheap cat litter, tip it on the oil and stomp about in it as much as possible before scooping it up. Cat litter is great for spilled oil.

It's a bit too far gone for that. I'm talking serious mud here! The car flew in, I dread to think what mess is going to be left behind when they've dragged it out.

It's not my field, so I'm going to leave everything up to the landlord to sort out with the insurers. Scooping would involve a sizeable digger and a very wrecked field :O
 
Female quite obviously dead leaning against the gate to my field, pre mobile days so went and fed the horses before going to phonebox in the village!
 
I'm hoping someone has a doctor who style zapper to erase my memory of this morning......

So I was walking my dogs today around the horses field, doing a fence check etc. At the back of our field is a tiny single track road just leading to a couple of farms, you rarely see traffic up there. There was a couple of bits of litter, and a bag of dog poo chucked over the fence... nice.

THEN...

Then I found a big pink salami shaped dog toy! So I thought, I'll throw that over the fence so it's rightful owner can claim it.
So I picked it up. It nearly shot out of my hand it was so slimey.
"Goodness me", I thought. "The dog who's had this is rather slobbery."

On closer examination...

The "dog toy" had a "WRIGGLE" and a "VIBRATE" button!

AGHHHHHHHHHH! IT WAS NOT A DOG TOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm scarred for life!!!! I touched it!!!!!!!!!
I've bleached my hands, just about restrained myself from bleaching my eyes...

Has anyone else ever found anything properly weird or disgusting in their field???


Fifty Shades of Grey has a lot to answer for
 
Finding someone dead has got to be so terrible. I have a terrible fear of zombies so I always worry they will come back alive. I may be nearly 30 but I have the imagination of a child!
 
Finding someone dead has got to be so terrible. I have a terrible fear of zombies so I always worry they will come back alive. I may be nearly 30 but I have the imagination of a child!

You know Zombies are a physiological impossibility, right?😜 I'm more concerned about the amount of 'dogging' that appears to be going on!
 
It was the tack room, not the field...

I had realised that I probably had a rat in the tack room as there was a bit of poo, and a couple of times an apple I had left to feed for breakfast had disappeared.... so we put down some rat poison.

No problems, no more poo or moving stuff.

Fast forward a couple of weeks, and I am looking on the shelves for some SJ boots. I am rummaging away, and I see a bit of fur. Funny I don't remember having any fur lined boots, but they look nice. So, I reach in, grasp the "boot" firmly and work it out of the packed pile of boots rammed into the shelves.

Yeah, I get it out to find my fingers pressed into a decomposing rats body. I nearly threw up at how disgusting it looked, and felt (yuk), and had to get OH to clear it away.

A week later there was still a whiff of rattus deadus, and I am so lucky that OH took pity on me and emptied out the tack room, and yes, he found Ratatouille curled up inside another brushing boot. It had deteriorated so much so that the Rat was in the boot, through the boot and very much now part of the boot never to be separated.

Still, not as bad as the OP's pink salami dog chew!
 
I know but stranger things have happened!
With the amount of catching people on the act I think I will arm myself with a water spray at all times!
I've caught someone pooing in one of our fields, that was a little awkward!
 
I owned a 5 acre field a few mies from gatwick airport, and with it being directly under the flightpath.

We had a van of police turn up one day who wanted to search our field for the body of a stowaway (assuming someone was hiding in/attached to the undercarriage), but fortunately no body was found…..
 
Well not so much me finding it in the field, but it finding me.
Many, many years ago when I was an innocent 16 year old there was a flasher hiding in the bushes in my field. And the saying "don't do that it'll scare the horses" is true. My poor TB was more rattled than I was.
The most embarrassing thing about it was my rather old fashioned father asking to read the police statement I made (dad was a retired homicide detective).
I was mortified especially as dear dad decided to read the statement out aloud in front of me. He got to the bit where the de-robed man in question asked me to perform an action involving my hand. God that was more traumatizing for me than actually seeing some random bloke's tackle.
Poor dad, poor me and poor scared horsey.
 
Not the most disgusting thing maybe (and doesn't come anywhere near the OP!!!) but this certainly scarred me for life. I work for a showjumper and we're based on a very old, former dairy farm and unfortunately have quite a lot of trouble with mice. They're forever climbing into the folds in rugs and dying, only to be discovered several weeks later, usually by me, yuck! Anyway, we have a little laundry room with a washer and drier for dirty rugs etc and I had seen a mouse in there a few times and figured it was the same one, as the laundry room is away from the main yard and I'd never seen a mouse there before. I'd taken to calling it the "washroom mouse" and it was forever running out from under rugs as I picked them up and scaring me silly! Anyway, one day I was unloading the washing machine when I noticed a small, furry creature in with the washing. It was very wet and very drowned - I put the washroom mouse through the washing machine!! I was horrified!! It must have been burrowed into the pile of dirty stuff when I picked it up to put it in the machine (we tend to just dump stuff on the floor). I'm just hoping it was dead when it went into the machine :(. We do have a lot of poison down and we find a lot of dead mice. Poor washroom mouse :(
 
My new landlord is very careless with his dead sheep, grass being in short supply, I have been hand grazing my lot on the field verges, avoiding multiple skeletons of sheep, landlord throws the carcases onto the muck heap, foxes pull them off and the result is a mini bone yard, I always graze the horses uphill from the muck heap.
People are dirty beggars, I have a hot food van in a layby on the A1 and the times I park up to find human poo just left in full view on the layby, why not use the field that borders the layby, this week there was a used tampax, turned my stomach it did.
When I worked for local gov, going home after night shift one day, there was a local character lying on the ground, being a known drunk, I didn't think much of it and drove on, it was only on getting back to work the next night I was told this guy had been found dead, still, it saved all the report writing, oops
 
Well not so much me finding it in the field, but it finding me.
Many, many years ago when I was an innocent 16 year old there was a flasher hiding in the bushes in my field. And the saying "don't do that it'll scare the horses" is true. My poor TB was more rattled than I was.
The most embarrassing thing about it was my rather old fashioned father asking to read the police statement I made (dad was a retired homicide detective).
I was mortified especially as dear dad decided to read the statement out aloud in front of me. He got to the bit where the de-robed man in question asked me to perform an action involving my hand. God that was more traumatizing for me than actually seeing some random bloke's tackle.
Poor dad, poor me and poor scared horsey.

Reminds me of a fellow livery at a yard I was at years ago; she was a "maiden lady of a certain age" and went to catch her horse, armed with a riding whip with a mushroom type top. On her way back aman leapt out of the hedge and flashed her. Did she respond with an attack of the vapours? No. She caught him a proper fourpenny one on the offending part with the mushroom end of her stick. He was lastseen retreating into the bushes doubled up and wimpering. Horse was totally unfazed by the whole thing.
 
Porn, not in our field but always down the lanes whilst out hacking. Only gross thing in the field was a dead fox that had been half eaten.
The smell was vile, had to get the farmer in his JCB to scoop it up :(
 
My new landlord is very careless with his dead sheep, grass being in short supply, I have been hand grazing my lot on the field verges, avoiding multiple skeletons of sheep, landlord throws the carcases onto the muck heap, foxes pull them off and the result is a mini bone yard, I always graze the horses uphill from the muck heap.

I'm pretty sure that is illegal https://www.gov.uk/fallen-stock

I'm sure some more knowledgeable HHO forumite will correct me if I am wrong :)
 
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