Busted!

The new pony decided to wait until Monday (rainy workday) to stir things up at the ranch.  And by ranch I mean the Shitmon.

I went out to do chores only to find they had gone through a fence.  I fixed it enough to not cause any injury while I was at work.

As I neared home, I saw they were in a different pasture.  Guess I'm fixing more fence...

I got home and changed and headed out to see the new damage.  It was an easy fix, so I took care of it and headed over to the initial mess.  While I got my supplies gathered up, they decided to move over to that pasture.

And then all hell broke loose.

Hooves were flying.  Mud was flying.  Horses were flying.  I knew it was only a matter of time before more fence was flying.  I stopped what I was doing and went to grab halters to tie them up to settle down.  And then they went through the fence.  I couldn't see exactly what happened or who went through what, but they ended up in two different pastures that they were locked out of.  And the fence between them was now down as well.

After some cussing at the top of my lunch coaxing, I was able to get them settled down enough to catch them all and separate them.  I was able to fix most of the fence.  I ended up having to take one down because I didn't have parts or daylight to fix it and didn't want anyone getting caught up in it.  I decided the youngin' would spend the stormy evening in isolation the round pen.

I went out to check on everyone before I went to bed to make sure they had settled down for the night.  I got to the barn and turned the light on only to see Miss Stella had a visitor over.  BUSTED!!  Here's to hoping there aren't kittens in 66 days-- gonna be a chilly first few days for them!!