Where's the Pony?

So, the farrier had a conflict emergency and had to reschedule for tomorrow, so no cute baby farrier photos. Instead, a photo montage of how a 4 month old foal gives his mom a heart attack (and a glimpse into how my brain works!

"Oh, I should check on how my babies are doing in their new paddock. One. Two. Where is Three?"

"Oh No! He got out under the fence. The whole property is fenced so he has to be here somewhere. Wait that cow got in a couple days ago, what if he finds that hole?"

"Ok, so I need to call my husband and tell him. Oh, no how am I going to tell him? What about my work study students? They are going to be heart broken and never want to come ride again."

"Then what is the point of my job if the girls don't want to ride?So, I am going to be jobless, missing a horse, hated by my husband, and crying in a corner."

"I am a failure!"

"Aww how cute, taking a nap in the grass. My horses are so adorable!"

Yes, that is how my brain works...