Hubby is in hospital for ulcer surgery. He is doing ok (we think).
Anyway came home from hospital after being gone all day. Went to barn to feed and see stall door open and empty stall where my yearling filly should be. My heart sank to my stomach as I looked first to see her halter still hanging; then to the pasture door that was partially blocked. Then panic set in as I realized the overhead door to the yard (because of the heat spell) was wide open. As I was about to go to pieces I turned all the way around and discovered her in the far end of the barn in the middle of the hay pile. She'd made quite a mess of an open bale. Don't know how much she ate but I'm hoping not too much.
She calmly walked over to me as if to say "no problem; the wind and rain scared me and I got hungry!"
Oh, was I lucky today. I'll be checking that latch on her door from now on to make sure it's secure.
She's done this once before at a show. My hubby was packing up and left the stall door chain off. He came back to find her in the middle of the aisle picking up bits of hay and waiting calmly for him.
Anyway came home from hospital after being gone all day. Went to barn to feed and see stall door open and empty stall where my yearling filly should be. My heart sank to my stomach as I looked first to see her halter still hanging; then to the pasture door that was partially blocked. Then panic set in as I realized the overhead door to the yard (because of the heat spell) was wide open. As I was about to go to pieces I turned all the way around and discovered her in the far end of the barn in the middle of the hay pile. She'd made quite a mess of an open bale. Don't know how much she ate but I'm hoping not too much.
She calmly walked over to me as if to say "no problem; the wind and rain scared me and I got hungry!"
Oh, was I lucky today. I'll be checking that latch on her door from now on to make sure it's secure.
She's done this once before at a show. My hubby was packing up and left the stall door chain off. He came back to find her in the middle of the aisle picking up bits of hay and waiting calmly for him.