Escape artist!

As you know I was sitting on the porch yesterday evening trying to catch up on the computer.    My landlady had just left for hand bell rehearsal when I heard a car....I thought she came back because she forgot something.   But it was her daughter delivering some hay.  I saw her put the car into
reverse and then went back to posting.   I looked up again just in time to see Will slowly walking past the yard and her car!!!!!!!   What the....!!!!!!!!

I left the computer and got out of the yard and to the entrance gate and got it closed before he discovered it.  My landlady's horses ran up to the fence so Will was busy with them.

I went to the gate of his paddock to get his halter and I saw that his gate was closed. Closed????  

I've pondered and pondered and can't figure out how he escaped.   I'd noticed him itching his butt on the gate but if he'd jumped it, I'd have heard it.   The gate only opens to the inside and there's a lot of sand I have to drag it through every time I open and shut it.   And a post keeps it from being opened to the outside. 
All I can think of is he must be magic.

Today was a work day and I'm pooped.  I picked up a ton of manure out of the playground today.  I'm making progress with that.  It's looking better and better, and I'm gaining more and more room to play with the horses without rolling my ankles on hard poop. 

After that I went to get gas for the JD, then proceeded to finish the pressure washing of my little house.   My arms are in constant use when I do that and they were about to fall off when I finally got done hours later so I didn't play with the horses.   I don't think I could've lifted a carrot stick. 

I did some mowing and picked up some leaves and such and called it a day.

This gal's pooped....a shower is going to feel great. 



I talked to Jim Crew, the guy from Healthy Stride today and he's going to come and trim my horses on Saturday if it's not raining. 
I'm going to be very interested to hear what he has to say about my guys.    Hope it doesn't rain or we'll have to reschedule.

Later gators.