When he first arrived i thought "what the hell have i done". At 4 monthes he was all bottom lip and back legs and no evidence of a single brain cell!
As the years passed we learnt this wasn't the case at all, his dopey appearance hid the cunning of a fox and a brain like einstein and a sense of humour [yes thats right ] and i was the butt of most of his jokes..
There wasn't a field or stable which would hold him and electic fences pah bring 'em on .
I've got loads of bent posts and i've watched him albeit without him knowing place his hoof carefully at the bottom of the plastic pole and bend it to the ground so the wire is grounded then then he'd pick up his skirts [if he wore them] and daintly step over...
Also this january when all was frozen including the new pond, i went out to check him and his footprints led across the ice to a monty shaped hole in the middle !!!! I was alone and frantic thinking he was under the ice i couldn't see him so i ran all around the fields, crying and calling his name it's not easy finding a black and white horse when everything is monochrome he didnt reply because he was hiding behind a tree sniggering into his tash!!! Arrgghhhhhhhh he's been a pain and cost me a fortune but boy will we miss him .