Missing Pony!

We’ve been running so much lately I haven’t been home long enough to really mess with the horses. I and another lady are trying to start a trail riding club in the vicinity. I really hope that it takes off. There are so many people with horses. If we can give them a place to ride, even if it’s gravel, or just an excuse to ride maybe more people would be inclined to keep their horses or at least give them some miles and experience before sending them on to their next destination.

I’m hoping that I’ll be able to take Chaos on a trail ride this season. I’m a bit chicken and I haven’t been on him yet this year so we’ll see. There really hasn’t been a lot of time to do much riding this year. I’m not exactly sure what I’ve been doing.

Last night we were in town until just after dark. I pulled up the driveway and noticed that Tommy had put himself away for the night. I have the electric around the ponies’ night pen. I thought it was pretty awesome that he put himself away. I’m guessing he didn’t want to try and deal with the electric. I have the gate too close to the electric.

Tommy whinnied at me and then Bob whinnied at me. I figured I’d better hurry over and get the gate shut so Tommy and Skippy can stay in their night pen before getting Bob’s supper ready. That’s when I realized it. I was missing a pony! Yes! A pony went AWAL. I couldn’t believe it. No Skippy in the night pen!

I wasn’t sure how long Skippy had been out of the lawn pasture or where he could possibly be. It was pretty dark since it was sprinkling and the moon was completely hidden behind the clouds. I didn’t panic but was very worried that he might end up on the road. I figured there were enough places for Skippy to go and eat grass that he shouldn’t/couldn’t be too far away.

I’ve taken to leaving the hay shed door open so Maverick can see the ponies, in case he starts to get upset about being by himself. For some odd reason I decided I’d go into the hay shed. There was Skippy standing right next to the ¼ pile of alfalfa from last year’s lager bale. I did start to panic when I thought he’d gotten into it. But I looked and couldn’t see where he’d moved the tarp. I think if we would have come home any later he would have been into the alfalfa and I would have been calling the vet!

And of course, his lead rope and halter are in the barn and I’m in the hay shed. So over I went to grab some trusty twine. It works great for just about anything! I looped it around Skippy and let him back to his night pen.

I decided last night that I wouldn’t risk putting the ponies back out on the lawn pasture the next day. I will have to come up with a different place to put the tubby ponies. I was saving a spot in between the barn and the chicken coop but it’s getting over run with creeping jenny/Charlie so I may stuff the ponies in there for a few days until I can get some fencing done in the trees.

I guess even on the quiet days there’s some type of excitement going on at Borderlands.