The tape couldn't have gotten loose by itself because I wrapped the tape around the steel hook to electrify it, so whoever loosened it must have known how to work them without getting shocked. The fence was nearly on the ground, eventually I found Mitchell standing by one of the gates and thought oh thankgod, I can't lose him too. He let me catch him but refused to walk anywhere for me until he got the soft end of the leadrope over the bum. Thankfully he's still in one piece and so is his brand new cover.
Dad said this morning "I hope his covers still there." my reply being "Stuff the cover I hope my **** horse is still alive up there!"
That kinda reminds me of bubbles and tying up, some idiot who I will not name, tied her to a gate and waited for me, bubbles got a fright and ran backwards, snapped the steel gate hinges off and took a few steps back with the gate still attached, but didn't panic, oh how I loved her for that, she wasn't ever a bombproof horse, but she was definitely not stupid.
-She also taught me that you use the bailing twine from little bails of hay not from big bales... The twine from the big bails is a lot stronger and doesn't snap under pressure. She pulled back one day and instead of the twine breaking, the entire fence did and it lifted out of the ground with me nearly getting fence wire braces. Yep, she pulled that hard... Darned horse
A week today it's been since she passed away :(