Well it wasnt an escape but could have been. Sunday I went to the barn to take my guys out to the pasture in thr a.m.- Usually i just pull up to the barn on my atv, yank open the doors and do my thing. Sunday was different... I parked and slowly opened the door (gut instinct i guess??) and there was my beautiful Aidan staring at me. I dont always close the barn doors unless its cold, and THANK Goodness I closed them ALL the way.
Basically I was going to blanket them Saturday night, so i left the stall door cracked and went to get their blankets. My daughter was with me, distracting me of course, and I decided it wasnt cold enough to blanket especially since they were in the barn. Well I closed up the feed room, closed the barn doors and left for the night. I mean, talk about scatter brained, I left Cooper's halter and lead rope attached all night!
The worst that happened was Aidan got into the goat's hay- ate every last bit of it.
Thank goodness... it could have been worse, and I beat myself up for it. The only time i've had to chasea horse was when Cooper raced me to the fence during feeding time and won. He jsut did a little "catch me if you can" dance and ran back in the pasture.