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This week the pony (who Im seriously thinking of changing his passport name to Ratbag) has managed to damage his saddle by throwing it at another horse, rip his automatic drinker off the wall by scratching his butt on it, and then, having had the automatic drinker refitted, poo'd in it ¬¬

Please make me feel better by adding your own cheeky pony stories, because then I wont be tempted to leave him with a 'free to a home' sign round his neck at the end of the driveway...
 
Well if it makes you feel better mine tried to put me in the wheelbarrow by headbutting my bum when I was leaning over to pick up the fork she's usually good about keeping out the way in the stable so I assume she thought it would be amusing
 
H pooped on my head once when I was picking out one of his back feet. It had taken me ages to get him to lift it, so I think it might have been revenge for making him do as he was told.

(Can't believe I've just fessed up to that)
 
I have so many I can't remember most of them!

I was tacking up a newish horse once and she wasn't tied up properly (I had flung the rope over her neck). Something set her off just after I put the saddle on, and before I had a chance to do up the girth she took off down the field like a bucking bronco; the saddle flew about 50 metres!
 
He got his foot stuck in my riding hat over the weekend, and left a lovely hoof shaped print in it.

Sadly for him I have more than one hat so he didn't get out of work :p.
 
Jim thought that the electric fence had run out of battery. It hadn't - I'd just switched it off while I filled up the trough. I was standing right next the energiser as he stood just out of reach, eyeing me up smugly, chewing away at the fence like a rabid beaver.

Big mistake Jim...BIG HUGE MISTAKE.
 
Two of my minis went missing and I found them the other side of my fencing on a narrow bank that dropped into a river, no fencing was broken so don't know how they got there but I then had to pull perfectly good fencing down to get them back in. Wasn't impressed. My minis have also escaped and my neighbour has brought them back on the end of a dog lead. My old mare also kicked her water trough off the wall and was then at the back of the stable terrified as water sprayed all over the place. She didn't do it again but took her ages to get her confidence back to drink from it. The same mare also got loose on the yard and started munching on the hay in the barn but she pulled a whole bale out and then they all fell, they were small bales.
 
had a driving cob once.was on full livery but changed her to grass livery.she used to stand and wait for you to put her 2 this four wheeled wagon.she was obviously not impressed with been on grass livery.one day turned her round to stand whilst i pulled this cart up to her and she started to walk away.she walked past the yard managers offic,past all the stables and went back to her old one.kicked the door few times.turns out she was in strop cos she wasnt having her 2 times daily feeds.
 
we had 3 escapees once, they turned up at the local riding school so we went to collect them and they didnt want to come home!! my anglo (usually an angel) scremed all the way home, clearly they were trying to tell us they need riding more :D we did beg them to keep the s**tland as thanks for keeping our escapees safe but sadly they refused our kind offer lol
 
Moo Cob has learned the joys of puppy eyes to get treats. She also ripped two 'don't feed me I'm a piggie pony' signs down and ate one of them. She's also learned to hide hay under her bedding to get more. In one week she managed to poo in the auto waterer twice blocking it both times. The other month chewed the foam off the piping and bit a hole in the plastic tube that carries water from the waterer again, thankfully the YO saw her freaking out at the cold water spraying her and turned off the water.

No idea why she has something against it but I'm considering disconnecting it and giving her a bucket if she bites through it again.
 
Mine's favourite trick is grabbing hold of brambles or branches that stick out of the hedge when we are trotting along, then pinging them back so they hit me in the face.
My friend's Shetland's mean trick was reaching round and pulling his riders off by the foot.
 
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Mines on a major diet after a lami scare. He was in the field shelter which has a bit out the front. About 60 foot x 30 foot so has some grass poking through for him to munch on. As well as soaked hay

I got him some shavings for sleep on and I opened the bottom slip rail to squeeze under with the shavings and the next thing I hear A fart and off he goes under the top rail and up the lane

Now this pony is nervous as he'll. Doesn't like anything unless the gap is wide enough for 2 double deckers. He's also vertically uncatchable

So because of his fears he's Always put himself back in the field if ive let him out

Not this time. He galloped up the lane. Into a 12 acre + field, full of grass, waiting to be cut for hay

We chased him back out by trying to get him

Then he went left up the lane, rather than right back home

A dog walker blocked the path so he came back then galloped back into the 12 acre field

I found some spare electric tape wrapped around a post so we used that to guide hiM back

Luckily he ran back to the shelter

Now he's on a strick routine of being caught twice a day and I'm not opening the slip rails again

He now has a muzzle and a small patch of grazing. So he's getting much easier to catch now. Phewww
 
11 years old, riding a giant warmblood who I loved. Was out doing trot sets with some others, he went through all the puddles apart from one which had a low branch, he leapt the puddle, I got caught in the tree and off he went from under me. I then landed in the puddle and had to walk three fields to find a jump big enough for me to get on from.

The only puddle he didn't go through!!
 
Auslander said:
Jim thought that the electric fence had run out of battery. It hadn't - I'd just switched it off while I filled up the trough. I was standing right next the energiser as he stood just out of reach, eyeing me up smugly, chewing away at the fence like a rabid beaver.

Big mistake Jim...BIG HUGE MISTAKE.
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*snort*

Don't suppose you filmed his reaction? ;)
 
I was hit in the face (and almost swiped out of the saddle) with a wet branch when the little beggar grabbed it, walked two paces and then let go. I'd just told him off for trying to snack-and-hack.

I've lost count of the number of times I've picked up a hind foot only for him to let rip with an ear-splitting fart.
 
Walked across the solid part of the field like an angel, get to the still boggy gate and 1 Welly gets a bit stuck, cue massive spook and 1 Welly stuck in the mud. Admit defeat and put socked foot into the lovely mud to walk out of gate. Walk past stuck Welly, massive spook, lost the other Welly. Now both of my socked feet are getting an exotic mud treatment. She refused to walk past my 2 Wellys though, they were demons. Nowhere to tie up and lead rope not long enough to retrieve Welly's while holding onto snorting horse. Hoped for the best and detached lead rope.... hahahaha bye then, send me a postcard!!
 
When we had naughty (Dartmoor pony) he somehow managed to climb onto a stack of big round hayledge bales. God knows how he did it as the wrapping was wet and slippery and the bales were bigger than him but there he was proudly stood on top the pile!
Cue a big panic as to how we would get him down, bit of swearing from me and farmer and the naughty so and so just stuck his front legs out and slid down, galloped off bucking none the worse for wear!
 
^^ love that image !

Mine has taken to letting rip just as I insert the thermometer, I get a nice rush of air up my sleeve which I've been doing twice daily seen she became a little snotty. At least I know I've hit my target!
 
mine likes to untie himself.

Several times have walked to find he has undone himself and is eating the hay of his neighbour.

once he decided to grab a snack as he was going to turnout, lifted another horses haynet and when told off dumped it on my head.

he also one jumped the gate out of his turnout, because the grass on the otherside was much nicer, and has let himself out to find the nicer grass.

thankfully if he does escape he's always found not too far away usually eating with a lot of people laughing at him.
 
Last summer my pony managed to rip out my insulin pump (which is connected to me via a subcutaneous cannula, in his defence the tubing does stick out from under my top) and throw it onto the concrete floor, shattering the screen. Luckily we have it on the house insurance (it's worth £3500!) and so I could get it replaced.
He was in the bad books for a good couple of weeks for that one...
 
3OldPonies said:
H pooped on my head once when I was picking out one of his back feet. It had taken me ages to get him to lift it, so I think it might have been revenge for making him do as he was told.

(Can't believe I've just fessed up to that)
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Hehe, mine did this to me too - at first I thought someone was patting me on the shoulder.....
 
The Old Appy had a range of things she enjoyed doing, if I stood with my back to the door, she would pick me up by my plait! She once managed to smack me round the back of my head with a length of chain. Her two best ones were scooping up a mouthful of water, carrying it across the box and dropping it down the back of sis's jeans waistband :D and opening the door and letting herself out to see what we were doing, having just been put in by us :)
 
I had a pony who had a subtle sense of humour.When I would wearing a particular fleece jacket his trick was to wait until I bent down to pick his feet out.He would turn his head and pull up the elastic cord on my jacket without me realising until I straightened up and he would be holding it taut between his nashers with a gleam of pure delight in his eyes and total blank innocence while I tried to keep a straight face remonstrating.Of course he had me dancing about knowing he was going to let it go with a thwack on my leg and a yelp from me when it suited him.!
 
The naughtiest pony ever but always done with such charm...

Pulled up electric fence posts so the tape would short - he could tip toe over the slack fencing but his fellow fatties would get tangled.
Could untie any knot or undo any bolt. When he retired his job became the 'lorry' pony as he was a fantastic traveller and was companion to any horse that would stay on the lorry on his own. Once he untied, unloaded and reloaded himself into another lorry - they had haylege, he only had hay. Another time he was found begging at the burger van. Ramp always up after that!
Wouldn't pass an ice cream van until he'd had his icecream...could nap for hours. Kids ice creams - or any food TBH - weren't safe. He could nab them without breaking stride.
Wedged me under a low branch so he could have a quick snack - I couldn't move!
Could hedgerow graze at a canter.
Knew exactly where to boot the stable door to undo the kickbolt, even managed to undo the leadrope clip that was on his bolt. Confining him anywhere was a nightmare but he never went far. Luckily.
Could and would pick pockets like a pro.
Liked to give farriers, only farriers a wedgie.
When driven - he was a fantastic driving pony, really knew his job - would have standoffs with cars if he thought they should have given way. He also expected to go on green lights and would try and overtake vehicles if they didn't move off at traffic lights quickly enough.
With other horses, he liked to be second, not first, third or last. On a canter stretch he would zig zag to stop others passing him if he was where he wanted. If he wasn't second, he wasn't adverse to sneaky undertakes and using his teeth to move another horse if need be.

He looked like an angel, was horrifically naughty on occasion and I lost him a year and a day ago. Life is quieter but I miss him.
 
So many over the years........There was the r&d super well-mannered gelding whose favourite joke was to drop anything you left on the ledge that ran round his stable into the water trough. Brushes, headscarves (it is a long time ago) gloves, all went into the water and he always looked soooooo innocent.

One of the most recent was the Draft horse, who strongly dislikes inclement weather, walked out one wet, cold day, in her usual stately way, turned in the gateway, so that I could deal with the gate and as soon as I removed her halter, smartly sideswiped me with her backside and legged it back inside!


And just last week, I brought her in to groom her before tacking up. It was warm in the stable so took off my jacket and left it across the 'window' ledge, while I went to get her tack. I came back to find sister in the next stable in fits of laughter, as the mare had picked up the jacket, shook it and as I returned was just snuffling through the bedding to find the treats that she had dropped out of the pocket.. She was *very* pleased with herself!
 
Mister Ted said:
I had a pony who had a subtle sense of humour.When I would wearing a particular fleece jacket his trick was to wait until I bent down to pick his feet out.He would turn his head and pull up the elastic cord on my jacket without me realising until I straightened up and he would be holding it taut between his nashers with a gleam of pure delight in his eyes and total blank innocence while I tried to keep a straight face remonstrating.Of course he had me dancing about knowing he was going to let it go with a thwack on my leg and a yelp from me when it suited him.!
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Two of mine does this, my lad also tries to undo the farriers chaps, can undo gates/doors, one time I went to the yard to see two workman renewing the field gate with my lad standing supervising, odd as he was left in his stable, he'd only kicked the stable door off, , love him to bits thoughthankfully the workman fixed it, but I can never give my lad an inch
 
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