3OldPonies
Well-Known Member
Time for a rant, sorry guys just need to get this off my chest with people who will understand my frustration!
Background - H is 37 and sometimes his brain cells get a bit scrambled, he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer at the best of times.
So, for a little while know he has started leaning on the multi-strand electric fencing. (I've not got around to taking the low strands off since the mini-shetti was PTS). Anyway, yesterday he discovered the delights of getting more attention from mum (i.e. me) by putting a front foot over the bottom strand and ending up 'trapped' in the fence (it has a low pulse on that bit of fence and his feathers keep him from being shocked). Fast forward to this morning and he sees me coming across the field at breakfast time, and what does this sharp as a tennis ball horse do - puts both feet over the bottom strand and gets well and truly stuck be walking forward through the fence, pulling the stakes out of the ground and stretching the thing to it's limits. Backing him up only sends him nutty (I think his little grey cells were at this point somewhere else entirely) and his mate goes hell for leather to the stables jumping the half down fence - needless to say H tries to follow. Arrghhhhh. At this point he gets his fronts free, but the fence flips up and twists itself around his back legs. To cut long story, and a lot of shouting, short, eventually I get him free - and he trots off like nothing happened!!!!!!!
So, as there is not a lot going on at work, I shall be taking this afternoon off to go and sort out the rest of the fencing and moving the energiser so that the bit he leans on and steps through has a stronger current running through it.
Don't you just love 'em?
Background - H is 37 and sometimes his brain cells get a bit scrambled, he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer at the best of times.
So, for a little while know he has started leaning on the multi-strand electric fencing. (I've not got around to taking the low strands off since the mini-shetti was PTS). Anyway, yesterday he discovered the delights of getting more attention from mum (i.e. me) by putting a front foot over the bottom strand and ending up 'trapped' in the fence (it has a low pulse on that bit of fence and his feathers keep him from being shocked). Fast forward to this morning and he sees me coming across the field at breakfast time, and what does this sharp as a tennis ball horse do - puts both feet over the bottom strand and gets well and truly stuck be walking forward through the fence, pulling the stakes out of the ground and stretching the thing to it's limits. Backing him up only sends him nutty (I think his little grey cells were at this point somewhere else entirely) and his mate goes hell for leather to the stables jumping the half down fence - needless to say H tries to follow. Arrghhhhh. At this point he gets his fronts free, but the fence flips up and twists itself around his back legs. To cut long story, and a lot of shouting, short, eventually I get him free - and he trots off like nothing happened!!!!!!!
So, as there is not a lot going on at work, I shall be taking this afternoon off to go and sort out the rest of the fencing and moving the energiser so that the bit he leans on and steps through has a stronger current running through it.
Don't you just love 'em?