My boys can easily jump anything when they feel the need but thankfully they do not...often. This large step opportunity was too tempting to pass, so on about their grazing business in the freshly mowed, tender lawn grass.
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My horses are enclosed in webb wire that was originally meant for miniature horses. Usually they are quite good at staying in their pasture but this morning the grass was greener on the other side of the fence.
My horses are enclosed in webb wire that was originally meant for miniature horses. Usually they are quite good at staying in their pasture but this morning the grass was greener on the other side of the fence.
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By grazing over the fence, they have mashed down some wire which is easily stepped over by a large horse. The big escape is on.
By grazing over the fence, they have mashed down some wire which is easily stepped over by a large horse. The big escape is on.
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Marcy, my sister, noticed and pulls the mashed fence up and stops Charme and Magic from escaping. Marcy, quickly, lets me know. The horses use to graze the whole valley but the garden is in it's prime and many flowers would not withstand the dance of horse's hooves.
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So I slip on my boots, in my pajamas and lure them, quietly, back to their pasture. A bucket of sweet feed or even an empty bucket leads them anywhere. This is not what I intended my second picture of my new boots to look like, however, they were very handy and easy on.
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The pictures are not in their proper order, since once again the gremlins have attacked my blog and I cannot drag pictures into the position I prefer.
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I hope my bravery is noted now I have shown my ass to the world. Thank you, Marcy for the wonderful pictures I have to share.