What's the strangest thing you've had happen at your yard?

classiclady said:
The first yard me and my mare was on was down a long track and no one lived on site (you couldn't see it from the road) It was a Saturday and I had been at work at 6am and finished work at 2pm so went straight to the yard to muck out and ride. A friend of mine turned up around 3pm and suggested we went out for a hack. We caught our mares and went out no one else was on the yard when we left.

We got back after about an hour and she go our other friends mare in as she was at Stoneleigh. Our friend turned up and decided to groom her mare, as she pulled her tail up to brush it felt not right and she realized that it was covered in dry blood ( she was black and it was dark) She called the Vet and discovered her mare had been cut under her tail with what the vet had thought a Stanley knife.

Just under a week later my friend who's horse had been slashed and me met up at the yard very early as I started work at 6am I found a flat cap in my stable. I was frantic and we took the cap to the police. The cap turned out to belong to the farmer who produced our hay.

We left the yard not long after that but six months later we heard of another mare being slashed under the tail on our old yard.

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Similiar thing happened to us now I think of it..
Went down to my (then) boyfriends yard with him one night to get his mum's cob in - he was a lovely patient old thing with not a bad bone in his body.
We got the headcollars got in the field and headed over to him - once we spotted him we realised there was blood dripping from his mouth - course we hurried over and realised after a few moments, his tongue had been sliced straight off! :(
We got the vet out immediately who said it was a clean cut, almost a real slash, and the police came too, and we spent hours scouring that field for either the other piece of tongue or anything that could have cut it or had blood on it but absolutely nothing.
Poor Murph had to be taught how to eat again and has been ridden in a hackamore ever since and we never got to the bottom of it :(
 
KellysHeroes said:
Similiar thing happened to us now I think of it..
Went down to my (then) boyfriends yard with him one night to get his mum's cob in - he was a lovely patient old thing with not a bad bone in his body.
We got the headcollars got in the field and headed over to him - once we spotted him we realised there was blood dripping from his mouth - course we hurried over and realised after a few moments, his tongue had been sliced straight off! :(
We got the vet out immediately who said it was a clean cut, almost a real slash, and the police came too, and we spent hours scouring that field for either the other piece of tongue or anything that could have cut it or had blood on it but absolutely nothing.
Poor Murph had to be taught how to eat again and has been ridden in a hackamore ever since and we never got to the bottom of it :(
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OMG That is terrible!
 
I know we were obviously devastated and couldn't quite believe it - the police came to the conclusion that it must have been drunken yobs coming in off the road - and Murph was so trusting of people he would have just stood there while they went up to him :(
 
Bit weird was driving down a road in the countryside with my friend after a meeting, rounded a corner and there was a little grey pony with his head over the fence. I recognised him instantly as my little pony club pony I had sold him ten years before. Just recognised him had a rug on so just his face. We stopped and we went and said Hello and checked his freezemark (under his rug) was the same pony. What was weird is it was about 200 miles away from where I sold him (obviously been sold on since) I found it weird that of all the 11.2hh grey ponies in the country I saw this one and just knew it was him.
 
We found this one morning, next to our tackroom:

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Still baffled by it.
 
We had random feed going missing... sometimes they would open new bags and help themselves and it would be different types of feed too - chaffs, mixes, balancers, cubes...
 
We had a phase of my old horse getting out of his field and I thought someone was letting him out. It came to a head when he got out Christmas Day and legged it with his mate as he had had a pint of beer for Christmas dinner. Ended up crossing the main road and being chased arond a churchyard for half an hour!

Turned out he had learnt to lean on the gate, take the rope in his teeth, lift it off the post, back up and pull the gate over a large embedded stone that I had to lift the gate over. Then escape. The strangest call I got was from a tractor driver who had pinned him in the corner of a field when on one of his 'adventures' but dare not get out of his tractor to deal with an excited Shire:)
 
Very strange but definitely not spooky!
When we were on a livery yard, one livery's OH was a well-known local criminal, who rarely came to the yard. The police questioned him about his activities one particular week-end. He said that he had been at the yard on the Sunday and that the other liveries would be able to say that they had seen him there. None of us had and needless to say, the teacher, social-worker, district nurse and TWO POLICE OFFICERS who had been there all day were unable to give him an alibi.:eek::eek:
What we never could understand was why he thought we might!:confused:
 
My friend had her own yard, and during holidays and weekends etc I would go up there and help out, groom her pony and occasionally have a ride if I was lucky. One time we went out, her dad was walking the dogs round the fields at the back and all the bridles in the tack room had been taken apart. Her dad then came back and asked us what we had done with his beer which he had left in the 'office' part of the yard. Of course neither of us had taken it, so we all scratched our heads at that one. Apparently another time there had been what they assumed was a breaking in at the yard. They'd leave there dogs there overnight for security, even though the yard was across the road from some houses, with very high padlocked gates. They turned up there the next morning to find all the tacks etc dumped in one of the fields. None of the neighbours had heard the dogs barking or anything! xx
 
A girl at a yard I used to be at had kept her gorgeous coloured cob in for the night after bathing and plaiting him ready for a show the next day. When she arrived at the yard early the next morning, she was greeted by her horses face covered in blood. Turns out he'd been shot and his face was full of shot gun pellets! He was lucky not to lose his sight. They never found out who did it and the scary thing for me was, it was my stable she had borrowed. I had left my horse out that night so she could keep hers in!
 
He had a big white face which was lucky as when the hair grew back it was white. He would have looked like he had freckles otherwise! Bless him, he was still the same gentle soul afterwards. Never lost his trust in humans.
 
asterid said:
I have this every day so I am used to it, but we are met at the gates by armed soldiers, frequently get passed by tanks and armed vehicles and get quite a lot of soilders on marches going past.

Also we have microlights and small planes landing next to our fields. Have also been on a hack when a Chinook helicopter landed next to me.

Its all fab for bombroofing a four year old!!!! :)

It is all quite normal for me, but to someone else seeing a tank drive past you on a hack must be quite odd!
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Ha I've used to live in a garrison town (dad was in the services) My mare would'nt bat an eyelid if a convoy of chieften (sp) tanks rolled passed, but god forbid if we met a push chair!!
 
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