justaboutgeese
Well-Known Member
Several years ago a neighbor went on holidays (thats Canadian for vacation). I drove by the place on my way to and from town and noticed he was one horse short in the pasture. That evening I went over to speak with the person he had doing chores and milking while he was gone and asked about the horse. He was as clueless as the Boulder police department. Did not know there was a horse missing. I went looking for her. When I came around the barn I could see some broked big round bales in his shed. This standardbred mare had climbed in over the first row of bales and got stuck and struggled and ended up upside down wedged between the big round bales . Thats where she died. Nothing left for me to do other than call the dead stock hauler since there was no way I could leave that horse where she was for another week.