Wednesday, February 9, 2011
3 year olds
3 yr old horses i mean. Yesterday, after getting the tractor started, and waiting for hours for the hydraulics to warm up i finally get a bale picked up, and travel back around to the gate to the lot behind my house. When i get there i realize i'm going to have to plow to get through the gate. Accomplished. Then i finally get the gate squeezed open the other way so i could continue to plow so i could put my bale in. No sooner than i crawl up in the tractor using a method that i pulled my hamstring doing, beings there is no ladder now...Thanks to a certain someone. My 3yr old colt, the only one i have at home right now decides he is going to make a break for it...To where i have no idea cause our house and yard are completely barricaded by about a 15 foot wall of snow. Literally. So he takes off and hits the only icy spot in the drive way and goes zippin across it spread eagle with his head down, eyes bugged out. He finally gets stopped, and slowly tries to start backing up. He makes it off the ice, and the whole time i am watching this i am freezing, because this lovely piece of equipment also does not have a door. He turns around and walks right back into the lot, and stands there patiently waiting for me to drop the bale. Now tell me horses don't have good sense. Oh and by the time i finally got this stupid tractor put away i could no longer feel my legs, and my feet had that eerie warmth to them. The whole way back from the barn i had to make a conscious effort to move my legs. I LOVE EASTERN MT WINTERS :)
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