When I went into the barn this morning, what did I see but three, count'em, THREE Friesians standing in the aisle munching on grain! They had tipped over one of the garbage cans (looking for the stash, I'm sure), then popped the top on the grain can and were happily throwing it EVERYWHERE. I'm sure I looked like the partner from hell, flailing a training stick, whacking it on the ground, and yelling at them to GET OUT OF THE BARN!!! They can move their buns pretty smartly when motivated.
That Marieh is a Houdini horse. I'm sure it was her who jiggled the latch open. It's back to putting bike chain and lock around the gate.
Fortunately, it doesn't look as though they got much more than a normal serving each, and at least half of what they stole was scattered around the floor...and in the grooming kit, and inside Willow's boots, and stuck to the sides of the clipper box...they must have been having a ball. I'll keep an eye on the little darlings today, though, to make sure everything comes out okay on the other end, and nobody ends up with sore feet.
Luckily for Cabo, he's afraid of the Friesians and chose to stay inside the horse area, although he did seem as though he was wishing some of that grain would roll HIS way. And Willow was in her stall/run - Phew!
Oh, AND they also pulled a bale of hay down for me. And then left it alone. I can just see it:
EMERALD: "I got some hay! I got some hay! Look at me, hey, look! I did this! I got the hay down!"
MARIEH: "I know there's grain around here somewhere...nope, not in this can, maybe the other one...YEAH! Hey, kid, get over here, this is better than that green stuff."
WILMA: "Out of my way, girls. The queen eats first. (munchmunchmunch) Oh, you want some? (tossing the grain around) Here you go."
