So I'm fixing dinner and generally busy in the kitchen last evening and Mr Jeano, who is due to get home from work any minute calls and asks one of his famous rhetorical questions that has no good answer: "Is there a REASON why your horses are running around outside the pasture?"
Uh, Sweetheart, just where ARE they? Turns out they are just outside the fence and the other side of the pond from the house. (I cant see any of this drama because its several tenths of a mile away, and there are lots of trees.) I told him to hold them there if he could, I'd be right there. I grab a handful of peppermints and head for the barn to get halters.
Enroute I can hear Mr Jeano bellowing at the horses. I holler, DONT YELL AT THEM, then I hear his car start up and the engine noise recede. Great, they are headed for the neighbors and their horses, if Mr Jeano gets it thru his head that he's better off NOT chasing them with his car, all should be well. Of course I have not brought my cell phone to call neighbor, and now Mr Jeano is out of voice range, and I know he wont think of it.
I get halters and am trudging as fast as I can uphill on the drive that winds around the pond and pasture. I come around a corner and see my two horses grazing just our side of neighbor's fence line, and visiting with their horses over the fence. Mr Jeano is further up the drive and has had a brainwave and turned his car sideways to prevent horses coming past and getting closer to the road. Worst thing that can happen now is they will head for the BACK gate to the neighbors--then they will head for their hay barn most likely and be easy to catch there.
My two lift their heads and see me. Busted. I swear both of them had totally innocent expressions on their faces: "Oh, THERE you are! And you have HALTERS! Oh, GOODY!" I held the halters up and the gelding, bless his sweet little heart, started walking toward me. I had them both haltered in a couple seconds, let Mr Jeano get past, walked them to the barn, put them in the corral, secured the chain on the gate that I had evidently not done up properly when I'd fed them, gave them each a peppermint and a stern lecture, went back to cooking dinner. They'd had time to guzzle down about half a bale of hay and try without success to get in the feed before getting bored and deciding to go visit the neighbors.
Just very grateful that the biggest attraction for them is right next door. They've each gotten away a couple times before but never both together.
Uh, Sweetheart, just where ARE they? Turns out they are just outside the fence and the other side of the pond from the house. (I cant see any of this drama because its several tenths of a mile away, and there are lots of trees.) I told him to hold them there if he could, I'd be right there. I grab a handful of peppermints and head for the barn to get halters.
Enroute I can hear Mr Jeano bellowing at the horses. I holler, DONT YELL AT THEM, then I hear his car start up and the engine noise recede. Great, they are headed for the neighbors and their horses, if Mr Jeano gets it thru his head that he's better off NOT chasing them with his car, all should be well. Of course I have not brought my cell phone to call neighbor, and now Mr Jeano is out of voice range, and I know he wont think of it.
I get halters and am trudging as fast as I can uphill on the drive that winds around the pond and pasture. I come around a corner and see my two horses grazing just our side of neighbor's fence line, and visiting with their horses over the fence. Mr Jeano is further up the drive and has had a brainwave and turned his car sideways to prevent horses coming past and getting closer to the road. Worst thing that can happen now is they will head for the BACK gate to the neighbors--then they will head for their hay barn most likely and be easy to catch there.
My two lift their heads and see me. Busted. I swear both of them had totally innocent expressions on their faces: "Oh, THERE you are! And you have HALTERS! Oh, GOODY!" I held the halters up and the gelding, bless his sweet little heart, started walking toward me. I had them both haltered in a couple seconds, let Mr Jeano get past, walked them to the barn, put them in the corral, secured the chain on the gate that I had evidently not done up properly when I'd fed them, gave them each a peppermint and a stern lecture, went back to cooking dinner. They'd had time to guzzle down about half a bale of hay and try without success to get in the feed before getting bored and deciding to go visit the neighbors.
Just very grateful that the biggest attraction for them is right next door. They've each gotten away a couple times before but never both together.


Sounds like you had a level head, and a good pair of horses!
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