I just spent the last hour plus.. chasing that little friggin bugger
Some how.. he managed to squeeze through or rather wreck my back gate and squeeze through it to get to the other pasture. Not sure when he did that.
Crap he is only 25.5 inches but damn.. I don't know how he did it..
So then he decided he didn't want to be caught. And we ran around the Friggin pasture. I got so Frickin frustrated. I brought out the whip. ( No I didn't whip him) I had to open up the gates.. All the horses ran out in the pasture. I had to get them running as a herd.. To round them all up and put them in the right pasture.
Not an easy task to do.. when you are also pushing a stroller..... Mikayla loved it.. and giggled the whole time.. I swear she was telling Belgium to run around and play.
Just so you know Belgium will be her horse, when she is bigger. Those 2 will kill me. So I fixed him.. HA HA HA HA .. when hubby comes home from work.. he is going to shake his head. when he looks at the new gate I fixed. YUP.. I took about 50 old bale twines and twined the hell out of the gate. TAKE that.
Anyone wanna a frickin little show horse. He is Registered... HA HA HA HA HA.. and is the biggest pain in my ass. Oh and he is really well trainned on a lead.. off lead.. He is a real ASS.