I've never had a particularly high opinion of geldings. Compared to mares, they just don't seem to be very bright.
Take Ruby for example, she could undo her stable door and escape within days of coming to our yard (that's with it bolted top and bottom). Her door now has to be bolted and tied. And now Kanga's following in Mum's hoofprints. Last week, she watched while the drive gate was hooked back. Ten minutes later, the gate was swinging. She'd worked out how to unhook it. I can see this being a bit tiresome when you're sure you've left the gate open and, blow me, it's swung shut!
Apparently Jack's getting a bit canny as well. Every morning Em opens the barn door and Jack walks in and has his breakfast whilst she moves his rug. Until the day she was wearing a cream coat and cream shoes. Well, it didn't matter cos he just walked in on his own anyway.
That was, until Em had undone all the straps on his rug. Then he turned round and walked out again. And she couldn't follow him. So she hid and he came back in. Until he saw her, then off he went again. So she hid again but managed to swing the door shut behind him before he spotted her!
And they say animals don't have a sense of humour.
