including digging a pit about 4 ft deep and then sitting on the edge with his front legs in it; demolishing his auto waterer in matted stall and then lying down all night, getting both sides from head to tail coated with manure and urine and water; demolishing his hay rack; demolishing a built-in feeder, eating the cord to his fans (2x), etc. etc.
Mr. Take-it-apart-to-see-how-it-works Cloudy for over a dozen years.
I've taken home the "look at the kitty someone dropped off here," Tobey is now 10 yrs old and a house cat.
And then there's "we've been waiting for you to help us.".....take off a shoe; treat a wound, load or unload hay and grain, etc., and the worst, holding the hind leg an over 16 hand 7 yoa stud to be gelded, oh yes, he got up 2x.
But it's not as bad as the middle-of-the-night calls I got in Atlanta from friends to get them out of jail; midnight calls to get people who cleaned friends' gutters and then demanded thousands of dollars off of friends' property; calls to protect judges' sons who were being bullied; to give friends rides in the middle of the night to grocery stores when their cars wouldn't start, etc.
ETA: i remembered the manure spreader incident, at Robert's barn in Florida, as well as some more "Cloudyisms."
"Your horse got caught between the (big) manure spreader and the wall is the aisle and we had to push him out of there."
"Your horse jumped his (wooden) paddock fence and then ran across the barnyard and jumped the hot wire to get to a mare. But it's ok as the mare is mean and chased him back over the hot wire."
"Your horse is hitting on every mare here at the show. Please teach your stallion manners." (He's not a stud but he thinks he is, and he's a serial wand-waver.)
From last BO before this one: "Does your horse mount mares?"
From a cother who moved to that same barn: "I saw Cloudy and Hattie making love in the pasture." (My response: "Were they both wearing clothes?" Answer: "yes.")
And today, horse related as after record rain for February here, I was trying to find the sand plant in the swamp to look at and order sand for the barn: "what kind of car are you driving?" My response, "am I going to have to cross water?" Answer from guy: "Well sure, lots of running water to cross." It was like driving across 6 flowing streams, going in, then again coming out. I thought the road would be muddy with puddles. Instead, the swamp was overflowing from the ogeechee river.
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