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The biggest animal I ever rescued was a little stud pony who had the hot to trots for my mare. He kept breaking out of his owner's crudely made pen and trotting down the road trying to find a way to get into my corral and do the impossible given his size.

The owner came down twice to collect him and the second time said he had had it with the boy and was going to put him down. I was in my early 20s at the time and still at home. My mom told the guy to tie the pony up, gave him 20 dollars and a bill of sale to sign and told him to go home. I suggested calling a friend who raised Arabians and ask him if he knew anybody who would like to have him. The little guy was very pleasant, just needed to be relieved of the family jewels.

The breeder was thrilled. His little daughter was afraid of his big Arabs and he eagerly took the little guy, had him gelded and called us a couple of weeks later and told us that his daughter and that pony were inseparable. Told me any time I wanted to breed my mare to his top stud Arabian, to let him know. I never took him up on it but was glad to keep the pony from getting shot.

Where I grew up we were always getting animals dumped on it. My mother speculated that she wouldn't be surprised to look out the kitchen window one day and find an elephant in the yard.

I probably would have wanted to keep it if she did.:lau
 
The biggest animal I ever rescued was a little stud pony who had the hot to trots for my mare. He kept breaking out of his owner's crudely made pen and trotting down the road trying to find a way to get into my corral and do the impossible given his size.

The owner came down twice to collect him and the second time said he had had it with the boy and was going to put him down. I was in my early 20s at the time and still at home. My mom told the guy to tie the pony up, gave him 20 dollars and a bill of sale to sign and told him to go home. I suggested calling a friend who raised Arabians and ask him if he knew anybody who would like to have him. The little guy was very pleasant, just needed to be relieved of the family jewels.

The breeder was thrilled. His little daughter was afraid of his big Arabs and he eagerly took the little guy, had him gelded and called us a couple of weeks later and told us that his daughter and that pony were inseparable. Told me any time I wanted to breed my mare to his top stud Arabian, to let him know. I never took him up on it but was glad to keep the pony from getting shot.

Where I grew up we were always getting animals dumped on it. My mother speculated that she wouldn't be surprised to look out the kitchen window one day and find an elephant in the yard.

I probably would have wanted to keep it if she did.:lau
Me too, I blame my parents for my chicken obsession, I never had any as a kid.
 
micro, We even had an elephant show up in the back yard. My dad was talking to a fellow on the phone, and said he had to go, an elephant was in the back yard, about to knock down my mother's tree. He hung up.

A couple weeks later, the guy called, and mom answered the phone. He, being sarcastic, asked her if my dad got the elephant in time to save her tree. She responded with, "yes, he did." The guy was surprised, and exclaimed "you mean, there really was an elephant?" My mother replied, "of course there was an elephant." "Babe escaped, and was scratching herself on my tree." "She's too big, it's too small, and she would have knocked it over." Then she had to explain how we got an elephant in the back yard, and how we knew it's name. We lived next door to a circus winter quarters. We had a fairly large piece of property. Part of it had been cleared for the house, and pond. The rest was untouched. They had a handler, and he would bring them over. The elephants liked to eat the palmettos on the untouched land, then come take a dip in the pond. On training days, they didn't get to come over. Sometimes they would sneak over anyway. Babe was particularly bad about sneaking off.
 
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The biggest animal I ever rescued was a little stud pony who had the hot to trots for my mare. He kept breaking out of his owner's crudely made pen and trotting down the road trying to find a way to get into my corral and do the impossible given his size.

The owner came down twice to collect him and the second time said he had had it with the boy and was going to put him down. I was in my early 20s at the time and still at home. My mom told the guy to tie the pony up, gave him 20 dollars and a bill of sale to sign and told him to go home. I suggested calling a friend who raised Arabians and ask him if he knew anybody who would like to have him. The little guy was very pleasant, just needed to be relieved of the family jewels.

The breeder was thrilled. His little daughter was afraid of his big Arabs and he eagerly took the little guy, had him gelded and called us a couple of weeks later and told us that his daughter and that pony were inseparable. Told me any time I wanted to breed my mare to his top stud Arabian, to let him know. I never took him up on it but was glad to keep the pony from getting shot.

Where I grew up we were always getting animals dumped on it. My mother speculated that she wouldn't be surprised to look out the kitchen window one day and find an elephant in the yard.

I probably would have wanted to keep it if she did.:lau
Aww that is an amazing story!! :love
 
micro, We even had an elephant show up in the back yard. My dad was talking to a fellow on the phone, and said he had to go, an elephant was in the back yard, about to knock down my mother's tree. He hung up.

A couple weeks later, the guy called, and mom answered the phone. He, being sarcastic, asked her if my dad got the elephant in time to save her tree. She responded with, "yes, he did." The guy was surprised, and exclaimed "you mean, there really was an elephant?" My mother replied, "of course there was an elephant." "Babe escaped, and was scratching herself on my tree." "She's too big, it's too small, and she would have knocked it over." Then she had to explain how we got an elephant in the back yard, and how we knew it's name. We lived next door to a circus winter quarters. We had a fairly large piece of property. Part of it had been cleared for the house, and pond. The rest was untouched. The had a handler, and he would bring them over. The elephants liked to eat the palmettos on the untouched land, then come take a dip in the pond. On training days, they didn't get to come over. Sometimes they would sneak over anyway. Babe was particularly bad about sneaking off.
OMG 😂🤣
 
yeah, but when the little devils are undermining your yard and destroying your flower beds, it's fun pickin' em off with the shootin' iron of your choice.;)

Happy mother's day all ladies out there. hope you had a great day. Being childless it took me some time to realize that mother is a verb as well as a noun. All women mother even if they haven't given birth to children. I think they should change the name of the holiday to 'Lady's Day' but I ain't in charge so I hope all my sisters had a great day!

After a burst of energy this morning where I baked brownies and a cake, putting half of both in the freezer, I spent the afternoon keeping the sofa from floating around the house. We all need a job, LOL.

Hope y'all had a great Sunday!
Fathers mother as well... Single dads etc.

Jus sayin. As a single mom Fathers day was a hard one for me.
I tried to fill both sets of shoes. Succeeded in some ...

Mothers day her was awesome.

deb
 

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