Ah the joys of haveing my boy home. I am starting to understand my boy better. I actually think he has pretty close to the same personality as me.
He is nice and hyper/high strung. I like him that way. He goes in a stall at night, then out during the day.
Well he hates his water buckit. He must spilling it at the very lest every other night, most of the time nightly. The he draggs it all over the stall filling it with shaveings and poop. Then when he goes out in the morning he eats snow like a mad dog cause he is thirsty, after that he goes inside to drink water.
Then I go to muck his stall. First clean it, then spread the shaveings out that he so kindly puts in to one huge pile in the corner every night. While I am doing this I come across his salt and mineral blocks he has hide in there.
Hum........and apparently my barn door has become food.
Well Last night he must of been feeling really distructive and wanting out. The neighbors came over to inform me I had a horse lose. HE managed to totally brake the stall door latch off. After some running around and exploring, I caught him, in my rock bed. He happily went back to his stall where breakfast was waiting, and the water bucket was not spilled. AFter breakfast he went outside and decided he was tired and slept all day!
He is back in his stall with dinner..........I wonder what I will have awaiting me tommorow! OH!
He is nice and hyper/high strung. I like him that way. He goes in a stall at night, then out during the day.
Well he hates his water buckit. He must spilling it at the very lest every other night, most of the time nightly. The he draggs it all over the stall filling it with shaveings and poop. Then when he goes out in the morning he eats snow like a mad dog cause he is thirsty, after that he goes inside to drink water.
Then I go to muck his stall. First clean it, then spread the shaveings out that he so kindly puts in to one huge pile in the corner every night. While I am doing this I come across his salt and mineral blocks he has hide in there.
Hum........and apparently my barn door has become food.
Well Last night he must of been feeling really distructive and wanting out. The neighbors came over to inform me I had a horse lose. HE managed to totally brake the stall door latch off. After some running around and exploring, I caught him, in my rock bed. He happily went back to his stall where breakfast was waiting, and the water bucket was not spilled. AFter breakfast he went outside and decided he was tired and slept all day!
He is back in his stall with dinner..........I wonder what I will have awaiting me tommorow! OH!