8/6/2015
So, since Danny was used to the rope from yesterday's training, I tied it around where his girth would be. I started out really loose, then gradually tightened it. When I got it to as tight as a girth would be, Danny took off. I hadn't tied him up, which was a good thing, because he would have killed himself.
Danny galloped and leaped all over the pen, bucking and kicking out. He looked very very unhappy. Of course I couldn't exactly take it off now, so I had to let him run it out. All I thought is that Danny would continue kicking and galloping. I was not expecting what came next. Danny leaped. It was huge, magnificent, and utterly terrifying. My little mustang somehow jumped the round pen fence. That is high. Really high. He got caught on the top bar, but luckily for him, it was already loose and broke. I stood there in astonishment, then jolted into action. Danny was running.
I first tried to call him, but that didn't work. He wasn't listening. I ran inside the barn, trying to watch Danny at the same time. I grabbed two halters. I watched as Danny took off into the woods bordering our property, just as I put Storm Man's halter on. I mounted Storm Man bareback, and took off after my mustang. But by the time that we got into the woods, Danny was gone.
We searched for hours, Storm Man and I. We searched until it was too dark, and I was afraid Storm would hurt himself. So I took Storm home. My mother rubbed him down for me, and I set off into the woods with a flashlight, Danny's halter and lead, and my phone. My mom helped me look until about 11, then went home to wait for Danny if he came back. I took the car for a while and drove slowly down the roads, with the window open, calling Danny's name.
What will I do if I can't find my mustang? Is he hurt? Did he gallop onto one of the local roads? Is he alive?
EDIT:
9/19/2015
well, guess what one of the neighbor's brought me today? Apparently they had seen a "lovely wild horse" a while ago, and they thought they'd show me the picture! Guess who?
