AFter living on a farm for a few decades, one thing that builds up over the years are animal stories. At the time, they're probably aggrevating, but later they often are great for humor. If you have one, share it with us.
Here's one of mine.
Trigger the pony was around when our children were young until they had long outgrown him. Trigger did something every year, tho, that made us consider finding him a new home.
One day, we went to the barn to feed him, no Trigger. Looked upstairs in the barn, no Trigger. Rode the 4-wheeler around the barn, down the lane,no hoof prints in the mud.
Looked in the barn again near his stall... there he was laying under the hay baler, with an empty bag of seed corn nearby. He had eaten the whole thing.
We got him back in his stall (barely) and he laid (fell) right down again. Kids were crying, couldn't get hold of the vet, tried to eat supper, kids were crying. you can picture the scene. Then the phone rang.
Our neighbor wanted to know if we had a pony, because there was one running full speed down the middle of the road headed south ! It was Trigger, he was recovered, fully healthy and ready to go. Guess ehtanol has more power than we give it credit for!