Ok so, I was sleeping nie and snuggled in my bed, the best sleep I'd been getting all week, when my brother barges in and yells at me that my horses are out. I'm still thinking I'm dreaming or whatever and start to nod off again before it sinks in. And so I half ran half fell out of bed and into some horse-catching clothes and darted out the door to see my mare and yearling filly romping around in the driveway. This is not the first break out incident with my mare and I'm a little peeved that she has such a taste for the grass on the other side of the fence, so I stalk over to her, mumblingona and on about how I was gonna ring her pretty little neck (little, hah!). Anyways, she's finally free and so shes dodging around and trying to escape, but I caught her and we (my mom and I) finally got her and the baby back into the barn. You guys should see the havic those two caused! I'm not sure if they were out all night or what, but all the feed bins for the different animals were knocked over and food scoopers were littered across the barn floor. I swear they were worse than a pack of crazy, curious raccoons. Not to mention the nice sized holes they left in two different fences. It was a rough morning, but I'm glad everybody's ok and they're back out in the pasture were they belong. We're just thankful my sisters QH gelding didn't decid to go through his fence and go after them as he's got a massive crush on Priss and can't stand not being able to see her. Everything is good now and I just wanted to share my llittle drama of the day with you guys.
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