What a day...
I made plans to go to town today and have lunch with Mom for my birthday,
made a hair appointment, and an appointment to have my pick-up looked at.
I'm not a morning person, but the only appointment time I could get is 9:30,
I know that doesn't sound early, but its an hour drive to town, and my
morning chores typically take about an hour (to cut down on that time, I
planned to just turn everyone out to grass and skip their little bit of
grain for breakfast). Usually when I get up, Shayne is already gone for the
day or at least gone before I go out to do chores; due to this morning's
early start, he was still home, and I'm glad for it. I went out to do
chores, headed over to the gelding corral and could see from a distance that
something wasn't right, the divider panels were out of place and when I got
a little closer I could see the hay feeder (half circle round bale feeder my
BIL made for me a couple years ago) was very out of place. Get a little
closer, and I see that J
unior is stuck in the hay feeder; he was facing out, so that means he
managed to get in just fine, but then got hip locked going back out. He was
stuck between two of the feeder bars at his flank area, so the feeder bars
were in front of hips and behind his ribs and he was stuck worse than Pooh
in the honey tree. He was fairly calm, and I could see that there was no
way to unstick him without help, so went back to the house to get Shayne (TG
he was still home); he grabbed a couple pry bars and I grabbed a halter,
unfortunately that didn't work, so we decided to try a bottle jack. We
placed the bottle jack between the two bars and jacked it up til it bent one
bar, moved it and jacked some more til the top weld gave way and Junior was
able to pop out of his tight predicament. He was very jumpy and upset, but
seemed unhurt. I put him in the barn to check him over and long enough to
go to the house and get him a dose of banamine. Since he seemed fine, I
turned him out on gr
butt with the other boys for the day while I was gone figuring the movement
would be better than confinement. And, it was, he was moving pretty good
when I got home; I did notice a little scuff on the front of one hind leg,
but nothing too serious.
Got to town, got my haircut, dropped my pick-up off for diagnosis and
went to lunch. Pick-up needed a u-joint and a tune-up and down the road
I'll probably need a new fuel pump, but its running better now than when I
went to town.
[sorry that posted a bit weird, I copy/pasted what I already posted to another forum, and it doesn't want to edit nicely.]