There was a knock at my front door over a hour ago and a guy is asking me about "my" horses, the 2 have escaped along with the one from the adjoining pasture and are running loose on the main road that goes across the county. He'd come very close to hitting one.
He headed back up to the main road, I jumped in my truck and there were several other folks and sheriff's deputy all rallied to try and get hold of the three escapees. We need to call the folks who actually own the horses that are pastured at my place. "Oh, they belong to Tim and Melissa?, said one of the guys, "they live just down the road from me". Of course, this is a small town so it's easy to be rather well known to most of the other residents in the area. Somebody gave them a call and they soon showed up with leads and a bucket of grain.
Got them all rounded up and moved up to the small pasture by the barn, including the horse from the neighboring pasture. Tomorrow we'll figure out where they all managed to get through and get at least a temporary repair to the fences.
At least it wasn't 9 degrees with 30 mph winds bringing the temps way down so it was not too bad traipsing around the snow covered pastures.
I'll never complain about having to catch an escaped dog again.
Time for some well earned chocolate. I love living in a community where whoever happens to be on scene stops to lend a hand cause that's just what you do.
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