Farm Ownership- A Real Trip

24 Mar



I had a fall last week. No, not off of a horse, that would at least have given me some dignity.  Instead in my haste to stop my very fat, naughty, too smart for himself pony from jumping the fence I fell right in a puddle of manure, urine, mud, and God-knows what else.

Buttons, cute, ornery, and talented, has learned that if he can get the two top rails down from the fence then he can jump it and be free to roam wherever he wants.  He visits my neighbors who have goats, because he loves them.  Sometimes he lays in front of the tree near my house because it is hard work taking fences down and jumping. 

It is not entirely his fault for jumping out of the fence.  I taught him how to jump after I realized that he was rather talented and very handy with his large body.  Through trial and error he has learned to be a pretty handy pony hunter.  Not thinking that he would use these skills to set my heart on fire.  There is nothing more terrifying than getting a phone call that your pony is out and roaming around your front yard. 

I was hastily fixing fences when I realized I needed a saw to keep Buttons from jumping again.  That’s when it happened.  Rushing back to the barn to get a saw, my foot got tangled in a half frozen horse hoof print and to my surprise I went sailing.  Splat into a wet puddle where my horses enjoy to go to the bathroom.  Brutus, my Friesian, put his head down to see if I was OK.  That’s when I took in the mental picture of how this all must have looked.  I started to laugh.  Too bad, I did not have a video camera, this would have been priceless. 

I got up, took off my jacket and grabbed the saw.  Why change my clothes when the job still is not done?  I worked until the fence was repaired.  Buttons stared at me and I patted his cute face and told him that he would not be taking down this fence.

Buttons is in for now, until he learns how to jump a 5′ fence, I think he is secure.

Do you have a pony or horse that drives you crazy?  Please Share, I love to laugh!

5 Responses to “Farm Ownership- A Real Trip”

  1. carolynpageabc March 24, 2013 at 5:41 PM #

    Unceremonious dumping there…. Ha ha… Hard not to laugh.. 😀
    No, I haven’t a horse, though I love them.. I’ll leave all the hard work to people like you and I’ll just enjoy looking at them.
    Last night, on our way back from a dance social we stopped at MacDonalds to get a bite to eat. In the line was a woman who was heading back home after a day of competition events – dressage, jumping, etc. She was ecstatic. I really enjoyed her love for the 3 horses they’d taken to the comp. Her husband and daughter were ‘riders’; she said she was just the ‘groom’… The look on her face said it all… 🙂

    • anythingforhorseandrider March 26, 2013 at 6:38 AM #

      It is true, being around a horse is not like any other animal. Once they build trust they will do anything for you. Their large bodies and ability to “read” body language reveals much to the horse owner. Where one is weak the other is strong. I still cannot describe what riding has done for me, there are not enough words in the English language to describe it!

  2. mellchan March 24, 2013 at 6:22 PM #

    Hahahaha, this had me cracking up. A kodak moment for sure!

    • anythingforhorseandrider March 26, 2013 at 6:36 AM #

      I wish there was a camera out there, it must have been hilarious. Thanks to Brutus wanting to help me.

  3. firnhyde April 15, 2013 at 10:02 AM #

    Oh my… Fat, naughty, pain-in-the-neck pony. Add the words “deranged” and “slightly homicidal” and you have my sweet nervous sister’s beloved little pony, Siobhan, who drives me insane. I had a “Kodak moment” on her myself and thankfully Rain was present with a cameraphone, capturing perfectly that sickening moment where you have just realised there is no way you’re going to avoid falling off within the next split second. 😀 Nutty horse!

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