Bad Horses

Leroy should be back today, he spent the night last night at Chucks house and is expected back around mid afternoon. This morning was sunny and cold again, about 24. I got to the house and believed that I would see the horses in the corral waiting for their food. What I got was no horses at all. I had to walk around the lake to find them, and the sight I saw mystified me. Brownie, Baby, and Spring, were all in the far field. The gate to it was closed. And, Thunder was standing in front of that gate wishing he was with the others gorging on new grass. It makes a little more sense why he was in the corral last night eating hay. The middle field, where they are all supposed to be, has very little grass in it which is what Howard wanted so the horses would lose some weight. The horses really hate it there. I went into the far field to get the other three horses, but they wouldn't come with the gate closed, so I opened it. Thunder galloped through. I called them a bunch of times, but none would come, so I wound up calling them names and stomped back to the stables to get some grain. I was going to bribe them but they were too smart for me, they remembered yesterday when Cheryl and I tricked them. They weren't going to fall for that one again...so soon. The best I did was get Baby almost to the lake and then she balked. I was feeding them out of my hand, Thunder, Baby, and Spring. Thunder, though, wouldn't come any farther than the open gate to the far field, the others kept following me. Spring stopped halfway through the middle field and Baby came to the tree at the start of the trail by the lake. I told them that if they didn't come that I wasn't waiting any more but they didn't care...they just wanted real grass. So I yelled some dirty words as I rounded the lake and looked back to see them making their way back to the far field. I fed the cats and dogs okay, and then on the way back to my truck I found my tire flat...more cussing. Then I remembered that Leroy had an air compressor, and if I could only figure out how to make it work, then I would be okay. I figured it out and here I am, everything bad happens on the most important day.