D'ya Think She'll Notice?

Pssst....Doc.

What is it, Pippin?
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.

I have to admit I didn't like that...

But the green grass was soooo good.
It was almost worth missing dinner! 

Ya know, if I stretch my neck..

and my lips...

I just might be able to reach the food.

My neck is longer than yours.

Let me try.

Maybe it'll help if I push you from behind.

A--al--al--almost got it.

Push a little harder.

Uh oh.

Got it!

D'ya think she'll notice?

Ya gotta love drafty horses!

If it doesn't move ...

push a little harder!

The boys bent the plywood and metal door to the stall.
They bent the latch that holds the door closed.
They escaped!
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
to their cells stalls in the morning.