A Continuation: Stuck!

Bill and I are happily fixing breakfast for the guests when one of them comes into the kitchen announcing, "Juanita, I think you horse needs another backing lesson."  Huh?  I stare at him blankly as he further announces that Jesse appears to be stuck in the fence.  Bill drops everything and shoots out the door; I look around to get a measure of how we stand in breakfast prep, throw some stuff in the oven and dive out the door, too.  Sure enough, when I get to the corral Bill and guest are standing beside a horse halfway through the fence and very, very stuck!  I think the only one NOT upset by the situation I saw was the horse.  Jesse was so focused on the nice green grass she found - outside the fence - that she had just munched her way through, one little foot at a time, ducking under the top rail.  Unfortunately, she hadn't paid much attention to where she was and had climbed through a small opening between the big metal feeder and the fence post!  That meant there was zero flex in the rails and the hole was smaller than the hips (have any of us had that feeling?).  She was perfectly willing to lower her head when asked, but her position was such that her withers were still too high to back out of the hole and she couldn't wiggle from side to side because of the feeder and posts.  Bill took his leatherman and unscrewed the bolt that held the rail on the post, which just gave her enough room to hop her back feet through; a less agile horse would have still been stuck.  She was non-plussed....and guess who's electric fencing is now up and running.  It's such a tiny shock, I'm amazed it's a deterant, but they hear the clicking and keep clear.

I have been very careful to give her some outside time each day since, just to keep her thinking, and she has been good about staying in.  And yes, Mr. Daddy, that horse needs a definite 'talking to'.
Juanita