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Spider Web problem at night?
"Trish Brown" wrote in message
Once, my sister wrangled a tiny pony from inner-city Newcastle. It had been tethered to a park fence and left without water and feed. When my sister found it, the poor little thing was a skeleton and eating sand! It was very easy for her to simply cut the tether rope and lift the pony into her Mitsubishi L300 (I *so* admire my sister for doing this!) She left a note on the fence for the owner and brought the pony home. We spent the whole afternoon with our kids feeding, washing and fussing over Buddy, who wasn't an inch over eleven hands. He greedily gobbled up the hay we gave him and went to lie down in Mum's backyard (which had long *green* grass - why didn't we twig???). Then we went to have lunch. During lunch, everyone began to itch and scratch hysterically. *All* of us, even my elderly Mum, had *lice* from the poor little pony! We had to wash ourselves (and the pony, of course) in dog-wash to get them off and it wasn't pleasant at all! By now, the pony had contracted an awful case of colic, probably from eating too much green grass on top of his sand diet. My sister and I walked him around the streets for eighteen hours before he finally passed the sand. The poor little creature was in agony and I've never seen another horse as sick as he was. The story has a happy ending, because the owner rang, irate, from *Sydney*! He'd bought the pony for his kids, who lived with their Mum in N'cle and who had tired of him after a few weeks. He threatened to sue my sister, who calmly replied, 'Do, please, go ahead! You and I have an appointment with the RSPCA. I took photos!' The nice man then offered to sell the pony to my sister, who peered into her purse and said 'I've got eleven dollars twenty. Will that do?' She sent him a money order, he sent a receipt and Buddy became ours! Buddy was about eighteen months old (ie a *baby*!) and kids had been riding and abusing him for most of his short life. We were unable to break him to saddle (owing to having no-one small enough to ride him safely), so we broke him to harness when he was nearly three. He never grew past twelve hands, and so he became a champion mini-trotter and went to live with a lovely couple whose grandchildren were great mini-trots drivers. What a nice story. I hope the ******* who abused the pony dies in agony. |
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