Oops! Now What Am I Supposed To Do?

Last Saturday while I was at work, I received a phone call from my OH. He asked if I had gotten a picture text. I told him I didn't think so. He then says "Guess what your Mustang did today?". I told him I was really busy, and that I couldn't talk at that time. When I had a minute, I checked my texts and I had not received one. So I texted him back to tell him that. He immediately re-sends the picture text. This is what I get:



Um, WHAT? I replied to his text and say "There is no way!" I then called him back and asked WHAT THE HECK? This is how the story goes:

My OH came home from running errands and went out to feed the horses. He had just fed Brandy and Fritzy their grain, when he heard Chance whinny. He looked up towards her pasture and saw Chance somewhere she isn't supposed to be, he freaked out and took off at a run, pushing the wheelbarrow full of hay (MEN!) to see what the heck was going on. He gets up to Chance's pasture and jumps the gate. I think the picture is self explanatory. Chance had somehow gotten into the storage area next to her shed. Okay, so here's the deal. We couldn't figure out how the heck she got in there. We used to have a snap on the latch, but it is missing. And even if she was to somehow get the snap off the latch, the wood gate is so hard to open, because my carpenter OH neglected to leave space for when the wood swells, and I can barely open that gate. So I know there is no way that she could have opened it. The only other way she could have gotten in is by squeezing between the post and the fence on the left side. She must have gotten her head back there to eat some grass, and just squeezed her way through. Once she realized what happened, she might have attempted to get out, but there is electric wire along the top of the fence.

If you look at this picture below, you will see the gate she somehow got behind. There is only maybe 10" of space between the fence and the gate post. The storage area is only about 4' wide at the gate and narrows quickly to a foot wide space. I keep my muck bucket, muck bucket cart and rake back there. Let's just say that there was very minimal space for her to even turn around.



We don't believe she was back there for long. There was only one pile of poo, and she didn't touch anything that is stored back there. I am just thankful that she wasn't hurt. When my OH let her out, she just ran and bucked and went to eat her dinner. Now that is what I call silly Mustang antics!! My OH immediately fixed the gap in the fence so this won't happen again.

In other news, I brought out Chance again for a longing lesson, I think I got more of a workout then Chance did though. It went quite well. I even put SMB boots on her, for the first time. She didn't even care.



After lunging, I brought out the clippers, for the first time. She didn't care about them at all. I was able to clip her fetlocks, whiskers, and I started a bridle path with scissors, then went over it with the clippers. She got a little fussy when I got closer to her ears, but she handled it so well. A couple more times and she should be an old pro.



What a good little Mustang!



I even took her places, for the first time! I led her down to our house, by the horse trailer, up the driveway and she did AWESOME! She was a little tentative, but she totally trusted me and relaxed immediately. As I was heading up the driveway, a car drove by. That didn't phase her at all. Soon I will be leading her everywhere on our property and through our neighborhood.



This has been the most rewarding experience for me and I am really looking forward to what the future brings!!

Thanks goes to my sis, Pony Girl, for taking the last few pictures of Chance and I. This ole brain of mine is getting tired, and forgot the camera on the kitchen counter!!