my bfg
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Whilst pottering about down the yard tonight I heard a huge cracking noise, looked over to see the mad mare with the (turned on) electric fence connector between her teeth, I shot over but she spat it out and took the temp fence for a run round the field. Seriously where does she learn this stuff? Evening classes for delinquent draft horse one presumes!
I can't be alone in having a rather oddly clever/oddball beastical can I? . . .
I can't be alone in having a rather oddly clever/oddball beastical can I? . . .
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