Tim always jokes that when he goes out of town, "something always happens" at the barn. There's some truth in that, and when he left town last Thursday, he repeated that to me when he asked me to take care of the horses.
It was no biggie as it was between the lane to the trough and the nursery paddock. All gates were shut, the rest of the fence was good, and no one could get out. No round up or nighttime jaunt for me this week!
The same could not be said for a couple of cowboys in the Uinta Mountains of Utah.
Mountain Mama Jessica and her family were hiking and spotted two riders. Like any horse lover, Jessica and the kids stopped to watch the horses.
Cambria and her friend Addy were invited to go up to Russ, the bigger of the two horses, and pet him. They were even invited to sit on him, but Addy's mom spooked him when she rolled her stroller up, and the girls were afraid to get on. (Cambria said that she liked Abby better because "she knows her.")
The family ran into the two cowboys later in the morning again, and the reason they were in the mountains that morning became clear.
They were rounding up a herd of cattle and moving them!
A strand of downed fencing seems very minor compared to that.
