My dearly departed Irish horse Woodrow was way too smart. Years ago he was being body clipped for spring. He was 16h3” and heavy, so it was a long job and he hated it. No one else was around, so he was cross tied in the barn aisle. I was almost done. I just had a little bit to clip and Woodrow decided he was done. He grabbed the clipper cord in his teeth, about 2 feet down from the clippers. He started swinging his head from side to side and had the clippers swinging like a pendulum. I couldn’t grab them without getting hit. Once he had enough speed he let go of the cord and my brand new clippers slammed into the barn wall and broke into pieces. I just had to laugh. He had let me know he was done and I pushed to get that last little bit done, instead of waiting to finish later.
So sweet DH went into the feed/hardware store to pick up a few miscellaneous parts for a repair on my horse trailer. Cashier can see from our account that we frequently by horse things so asks about our horses. DH tells him that we have a warmblood and an Appaloosa(Chestnut with a blanket).
Cashier is clearly interested in the appy, and starts asking DH about his color pattern. DH not being horsey, or spending a lot of time with said horse doesn’t know. So cashier asks if he has spots, DH says no he’s kind of painted? At this point cashier clearly thinks DH is kind of slow says so it’s a paint? DH confirms no, it’s definitely an appy. So cashier then says oh must have a blanket. Bless DH’s heart his response is “of course it has a blanket it’s cold outside”
:lol::lol::lol:
