I'm trying to sleep.
Look...there's your dinner.
Our Mrs. Owner left it outside the stall.
That really wasn't nice of her to
take your food away on account of
you being a little late to come in to the barn.
It was almost worth missing dinner!
Ya know, if I stretch my neck..
The boys bent the plywood and metal door to the stall.
They bent the latch that holds the door closed.
Apparently they enjoyed the feed
and a night 'out on the town'....
well, a night out in the yard (with lots of green grass!)
They left some fertilizer and footprints behind.
The escapees were apprehended and returned