Bill’s Botched Escape
Wednesday, March 31st, 2010
Well, Bill did it again. This time I’m not quite sure if all of his brain cells were firing… I’m standing in the aisle, pulling Blue’s mane, when all of a sudden I hear this “harrumphing” behind me. As a preface, I want to add that we’d put up a stall chain across Bill’s stall so that we can pick his stall (with him in it) without a Bill escape… something of a normal experience as we have an “Oh Sh*t Bucket” (thanks to my friend and trainer, Jennifer… she also happens to be Bill’s previous owner, so she knows a thing or two about his antics) within grabbing distance in entrance to the tack room. And yes, because of darling Bill. Anyways, stupid me, I didn’t close his stall gate, just left him in his stall with the stall chain up as I was IN the barn with both of the end doors to the barn CLOSED so there wasn’t even anywhere interesting to go. Well, I guess Bill didn’t care, because as soon as I hear the funny noises, I turn to find Bill… stuck. He’d managed to get his head under the stall chain and one foot over the cement threshold. The look in his eye was priceless as he knew he was stuck…! So I jam the pulling comb into my pants pocket and go over to the dummy, lift his jammed leg (his bad leg, of course, which is why I didn’t take a picture… still kicking myself for that though) back over the threshold and he was able to pull his head back into his stall. At this point, I burst into laughter. I just couldn’t control myself. I mean, this 1,200 lb animal who is DAMN smart just got stuck trying to outsmart me while my back was turned and got CAUGHT! As my laughter got louder and more hysterical, Bill gave me this look saying, “Shut up, I will remember this and I am so gonna pay you back…” Haven’t received the payback yet, although I’m sure it’s in the works.
