Saturday morning the Hubby and I were getting ready to leave when I notice 2 of my "up front" pasture horses whinnying about something. Well I just assumed they were talking to my other horses in the back pasture as they often do. But then the Hubby says to me, "I've been watching them trying to figure out what they are so worked up about...Do you see Bubba"? ME: "NO...actually I don't...Where is he"?! Hubby: (pulling me out further from where I was standing) "Look over there"...And there he was...NOT in his pasture!! Nope he was all the way across the field standing next to Rita and Bella...Great just what I want to do! Chase around a hopeful stud! SO the Hubby instinctively goes straight and grabs a bucket of feed thinking he can shake it and Bubba will come running. UMMM...Excuse me?!?! HELLO!!! I DO NOT bribe my horses!!! So at this point I was a *teeny* bit irritated because he knows the rules and this is a big one!
So I head over and grab a halter (of course I grabbed my camera out of my truck on the way *giggles*) and head out there and proceed to tell the Hubby that he is not going to come for that feed we just need to halter him! So the Hubby takes the lead with the bucket of feed and heads out there, I'm hobbling along through the freshly turned under pasture in my flip flops trying to catch up! So finally Rita see's us and she starts heading to the front of her pasture and Bubba takes off along the fence chasing her. So they get stopped and the Hubby goes to walk up to Bubba and makes some comment about "he's being to antsy to halter because he has other things on his mind" So he plops the feed in front of him, I guess thinking this would get him to stand still?! But nope of course not because he just wants to be where Rita is! Hubby had luckily laid the halter on the ground so I scooped it up and walked right up to Bubba and haltered him...YEP...That simple Hubby...WHY oh WHY do they always have to make something bigger than it is?!
So I head off with Bubba but quickly handing him over to the Hubby because of my flip flop issue, I've had toes stepped on 1 to many times! Bubba was none to interested in going back to his pasture but we got him there and his friends were glad to have him back! He ran the fence line and whinnied for a couple of minutes then he just went on about his business. We never did find his escape route...We are assuming he just slipped through the wires after having stuck his head through because he does have silver rub marks at the top of his withers.
Needless to say he must go in soon to be cut!
