Well the beginning of the week had a pottbellie vs. Horse fight, pulled over a whole section of corral fencing in the process.
That was real fun trying to put back up by myself. Then I went out to feed and my horse Dante (same one in the fight) came up to me with a 4" gash in his chest with a hunk of muscle showing.
Great, so call the vet.... he is 2 hrs out, so i have to suture him myself with no pain killers on hand. Good thing he will let you do anything to him, especially if you are feeding him cookies. Next morning i go out to feed and one of my Swinhoe pheasant hens is walking around - out side her pen !!!!!
Thank goodness I had clipped her wings, but I spent most of the day trying to chase her down. Then the next day I go to get hay, hubby had hooked up the 20ft trailer for me. I do a check on the hook up and off I go...Sophie came along for the ride. Picked up 3 rolls of hay, and on my way out is a steep driveway with not a lot of room. I turn the truck wide, think I have got it clear, then........... wack bam bam.... Trailer hops off the ball and slides into the ditch...dragging my truck with it... UGH !!!!! My dearest hubby forgot to turn the 3 ball hitch to the proper ball size when he hooked it up and I didn't notice !!!!
Well being the nice country people they are, they used the tractor to prop up my trailer( since the jack stand was pretty much torn off.....) so we could put it back on the proper size ball and get out of the ditch. I went straight home and got in bed. If that's how my day started I wasn't taking any chances.....




Well being the nice country people they are, they used the tractor to prop up my trailer( since the jack stand was pretty much torn off.....) so we could put it back on the proper size ball and get out of the ditch. I went straight home and got in bed. If that's how my day started I wasn't taking any chances.....

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