The pony story...

ETA: WHERE IN THE HELL IS EVERYONE??

For those of you who have been here awhile, you might recall the chicken story, the duck story, and the rooster story...

Now, brought to you straight from Rosentucky and my hillbilly neighbors we have THE PONY STORY. Because clearly when you can't control small animals with wings, you should get a really large animal that can break down your fence. Can you feel the foreshadowing?? Can you?

The reason for the new acquisition? The little brat next door who drops f-bombs like it was his job - it's his birthday. Well, whoop-de-friggin' do. These people seriously, SERIOUSLY do not have a pot to piss in. They can barely take care of themselves, let alone a large four-legged animal. No, they don't have a barn for it. They don't even have a lean-to. They fenced in an area of the back 40 for this pony. And best of all - they didn't even fence the area towards the back, where the pony could seek shade. This poor beast is stuck in the sun all day, in an area smaller than I had for my goats.

We find this out on Monday. On Tuesday the pony arrived. It's cute enough, and was kind of cracking us up on Tuesday night because he kept scratching his ass on the fence. Itchiest assed pony I've ever seen. He was poking his head through the fence eating our grass, which is fine, but I saw major problems with this large animal and the weak wooden fencing.

This morning Alex went out to feed the animals. I was in my normal morning frenzy and didn't notice him not coming back. When we got ready to leave I saw my neighbor walking down the road with the pony on a rope.

Ummmmm, "Alex what happened?"
A: "Yeah, the pony got loose."
Me: "He did? How long as he been out?"
A: "I don't know. I tried to help him get it back."
M: "You did?? When??"
A: "This morning? You didn't notice I was gone for like 20 minutes?"
M: "No..."
A: "When I was waking up Owen this morning I saw the pony out the window. It was standing in our yard. I went outside to go to the neighbors to tell them, and it ran into the woods. By the time I got the neighbors it was all the way over at the other neighbors house. We tried to catch it, but it kept running away."

Alex finally gave up pursuit and came home, and eventually Mark caught the darn thing. I have no idea where it escaped through the shoddy fencing. I can't wait to get home and see what they've done to repair it. This should be the beginning of many humorous and/or frustrating anecdotes. I have not let the dogs out since the arrival of the pony...I have yet to see how they'll react to the new neighbor.

Oh, and for more fun? Their dog is in heat. So they told us to be careful. Ummmmmm...since when did your dog become my responsibility? We only have one reproductive animal, and if last year's breeding snafu is any indication, he's gay...so I don't think we have anything to worry about. Keep your damn dog locked up and we won't have a problem.

Luckily tonight Julie and Hayden are coming down to watch Owen's baseball game and I've launched an impromptu deck party for the girls. Wine and snacks and girlfriends...does it get any better? I don't think so. Happy Thursday.