No photo's right now, I am waiting to "borrow" back my daughters camera with all my Huelio picks in it so I can update this blog, sorry but come back again soon.
Huelio arrived last Thursday, in the dark and cold and I so desperately wanted to get a photo of him but John the transporter had picked up 3 feral ponies and was running supper late so by the time Huels arrived it was getting on, I was late for work and I literally put Huels in the paddock with Rocky and raced off to work. They remembered each other and went nose to nose in greeting, Rocky did a little buck and happy dance, it was really cute. So I think Rocky is happy at least, Huels is yet to settle in properly.
Very next morning Dad phones to say that he could only find one horse in the paddock and that Rocky was standing at the top end of the paddock looking across to the road. Odd as even if Huels could get out of the bottom paddock the front gate is always closed so what were the chances of him getting down the road, well it seems, pretty good.
Our Friday started with me racing off to Kellyville to locate missing horse. Thankfully he was only about 1/2 kilometer away at a neighbours, penned up and munching away on some lucerne hay. He was not at all perturbed by my ranting and raving at him, and embarassment at having a horse lost on the very first day I got him.
Neighbour was very non chalante about it all so I thanked him took Huelio in borrowed halter, left the car on side of road and walked the naughty boy home, he in the mean time whinneying to all and sundry. LOL
What a peanut, anyway he was happy to see Rocky again and to get a second lot of breakfast the pig.
After some discussion Dad and I decided that Huels had pushed open the top gate at the side of the house, which is a clip lock wire gate, it is for access for the ute when Dad does the paddock clean up and usual rounds of the bottom paddock. It must have not been clipped in correctly and a push from a fat horse was all it took for him to squeeze thru, and squeeze he must have. Rocky wasn't gonna follow tho.
Then we were puzzled as to how the front gate got open, I was pretty sure I had closed it on the way to work the night before, but you know how we do these things automatically, like in our sleep or something and can not say for certain that we actually did it after all??
Turns out that at about 8.30am a bloke rocked up to pick up a trailer, as Dad stores things for the vintage bike club etc, he was parked out side the gate, and the gate was shut. Dad went up and said for him to bring his car inside, and said "By the way, did you happen to see a horse?"
The guy sort of shook his head, went red and changed the subject.
So we are thinking that he did actually open the gate, drove in, leaving the gate open, Huels was out in the top paddock, saw the gate open or being opened and took off. The guy paniced, drove back through, closed that gate and waited. Dad said he was a nervy little bloke so maybe he was worried we would go off at him about it.
So altho we are not 100% sure, we think that is how Huels day went.
Because Dad went off on a bike rally to Tamworth for the weekend, I was designated Mummy minder, so stayed at Kellyville to keep Mum company, we also had my brothers two girls Shay and Lisa, which was fun, they are awesome kids, Lisa loves horses and bikes like me so we get on pretty well and Shay is supper clever in drawing and writing.
So saturday morning I woke up and walked down to the shed to feed the "boys" except only Rocky meandered over from the other side of the house. Hmmmmmm, not again I thought to myself, gave Rock his breaky and a pat and went looking for the trouble maker.
Here he was, halfway thru the barbed wire fence, one foot down on the otherside and another strand across his chest, thank God for his rug. Why the hell do we have barbed wire, well 30 years ago, someone told Dad to put it up 5 fucking strands of it, I hate barbed wire, and we are replacing it all slowly, so as you can imagine I was pretty upset. The particular spot that Huels had tried to walk thru was ok about 5 weeks prior when we first checked on the fences and refenced with regular wire. Yes it was barbed, but in place and secure, except that at some stage in the last 5 weeks, a tree had come down next door, thru the fence and the neighbour had loped off the offending branches over our side, but did not tell us the fence was down. Now maybe this is a fair enough thing as we have not had horses in the paddock for over 30 years but it gave Huels another chance to visit the neighbours, and I have no doubt he would have if he hadn't got hung up.
Well I was on my own, apart from Mum and the girls and as I didn't know what Huels would do I told them to stay at the house. I stepped on the three strands that were up around Huels' knee, pushing them down near his hock, pushed the one strand off his chest with my right hand and bent down and lifted his trapped foot up and down again three times, telling Huels to back up. Well, he is a smart and sensible boy because he took it all in calmly and with out a fuss, he listened to me and repeated my action but as he lifted his foot for the fourth time I pushed back on it and said "Back up". He stepped up and over the wire and not a scratch on him which I was so thankful for.
Then he just calmly walked over to the feed shed for breaky. Oh my, what a horse. LOL. So that weekend Tony and I did a repair job on the broken fence, and worked our way down that side of the paddock, it is about 70% regular wire and star pickets now. The rest of the fencing is regular wire, in fair condition but Huels is testing all areas, he wants out. So I am hoping that when I get home this weekend, I can give him some attention, perhaps a ride and see if I can get him to understand that this is home. After all Rocky really loves it here, he is one very happy pony so I desperately want Huels to feel comfortable too. Any suggestions???