Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The Pony Saga

Well, what can I say, but I tried...

Having the little shit try to bite me the first time unprovoked pissed me off, but I let him have a mulligan on that one. Considering where he came from and the lack of education the owners have, I let it slide.

But, he did it again. But worse. I fed him, and was standing in the pen with him, about 5 feet away, while he was munching. Just standing, like we all have, watching and listening to them eat. I ho-hummed, and turned to leave, when WHAT to my wondering eyes should I see, but a MOVEMENT that wasn't quite right... Sure enough, the little shit was coming at me, head down, teeth bared. I swung around with my foot in the air, and HE had the nerve to whirl around and try to kick out at me.

Once again, I was close to the manure rake, so I grabbed that, and whacked him good in the butt (not where his bones are jutting up in there air, but where he at least has SOME tone). He goes running off, and I took a second to digest what just happened. Well, my mind was pretty well made up at this point about his temperament, but I figured I'd better go make nice, and not leave the pen with me whacking him being the last thing he remembers about me. I went up to him, he stood like a puppy, let me scratch him, sack him out a bit with the rake- we were good.

Once again, I turned to leave, and low and befucking hold, that little shit reared and tried to strike out at me.

I didn't even bother beating him this time, because it probably would have been a lot worse than it should have been. But, I did come in, called Animal Control, gave them the skinny, and told them I was getting him out of here.

He's still here, but that's a technicality. Our weather has been crappy, and the owners have no turn around at the end of their 1/4 mile driveway. I'm ok with the trailer, but not sure how things would go trying to back out 1/4 of a mile, in the snow, uphill, with the trailer leading the charge out.

His last day here is Friday. The warm snap has killed all the snow, so, while I'm pissed about that (I love to snowmobile), it DOES give me the opportunity to return above mentioned asshole to owners, educate them about equine nutrition, and depending on how well received my words are, I might give the go ahead to AC to visit.

Either way, I tried. Too bad, too, he would have had a great home. Plus, I think he's probably pretty cute, when not starving due to a very healthy parasite population in his belly. But his complete unpredictablility and NASTY streak are not something I will tolerate with the toads!

Sa la vie, sucker!

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