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Dusty, my first pony.
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Dusty, my first pony. The one who came home in the back seat of the car! Where do I begin with this amazing Shetland pony? He was such a thorn in the side of my whole family! lol Here is one of his antics, which vexed us for quite some time. On the property where I lived, there was a long cow barn. The stanchions were long gone. My father had built 2 stalls at one end of the barn, and added an enclosure along the whole back for hay and a place for the horses to be fed such hay and to get out of the weather. Back to the stalls. Of course, my father put up a swinging half door as an entrance for us to get to them. He added two plastic bowls that hung from the wall of each the stalls, one for water and one for grain. Ah, now we get to the fun part, the grain. You see, Dusty, my cleaver little pony, loved the grain. And, he was bound and determined to get as much as he could, not just what we thought was enough for him. This cleaver little fellow must have been watching us and learning. After finding him in the grain barrel chomping to his delight, we watched him, to figure out how this little Houdini got out. lol He would tilt his head sideways, and slide his nose between two bars beside the half door. Then he would reach out with his upper lip, and flip his head, over and over, until he was able to raise the bars that was all that held the door closed. Laughing, my father cut the bar so that it was flush with the holder of said bar. My father was very proud that he had outwitted the pony, or at least that is what he thought. Dusty was a VERY intelligent pony! Soon, he was trotting down the length of the barn, clomping away with his little hooves, and flipping off the lid of the grain barrel and munching to his hearts content. We watched again, and saw that even though the bar was flush, he was still able to work his upper lip and flip that bar and get out! My father really thought he had Dusty licked, when he drilled a hole into the holder and the bar, and put a huge spike on a string and put the spike in the hole. The string, was so that I or my sister, wouldn’t loose the spike. Well…….. you know what’s comin’, don’t ya? Yup, that smart little pony watched us, and figured out that all he had to do was grab the string with his teeth, and keep pulling on it until it fell out, then he could use his lip to flip the bar and trot down the length of the barn, flip the lid of the grain barrel and eat grain to his hearts content! After all this time, my father finally took off the string from the spike, and my little Dusty never got out again. Hehehehe. Told you he was such a clever little fellow. Maybe my next blog will be on how he got me to stop riding him! He was clever, don’t forget. lol As always, thank you for reading my blog and I welcome comments. Be safe and be well. Okwa’ho |
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3/18/2007 6:46 am |
lol... okwaho... the horse was a smartass...such a wonderful childhood story okwaho. thanks for sharing. A persons heart will tell you how they lived,and perhaps died But it can never tell how it loved.
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3/18/2007 6:58 am |
LMAO much better made me laugh
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 Great story! Thanks for sharing. blog on!
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They are smart little beggars and trust me their counterparts (horses) are just as good. lol I am not naughty, I am not naughty, I am not naughty, I am not na... Who am I kidding? Yes I am. lol.
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