It has become a way of life around here to Remi-proof things. It seems that his motto is that if you build it I can break it..
A few years ago his stall was next to the feed stall. BIG MISTAKE. First he figured out that he could reach over the top of the stall and literally lift a bale of hay over into his room and create his own buffet. What you need to know to understand this feat of Remi acrobatics is that the top rail of this partition was almost 6 ft tall. Our answer was to put up another rail raising the height about a foot. Now that is solved.. Ha! The very next week he chewed thru the spacers that we had left for air flow and proceeded to attack the hay down low. We of course did not see this at first because we had gotten used to protecting and repairing on high. This time he got stuck.. He ate half of a bale thru the space he chewed in the wall and then got the wire wrapped around his tooth. OK here comes the horsey dentist to pull a tooth. Thank god he would have lost it eventually anyway. Wolf tooth ya know.
Now to present day. I awoke the other morning to a crashing sound soo loud that I thought a car had hit the house. After a hurried check of the perimeter of the house I knew, that once again it was REMINGTON. I ran down to the barn only to discover that in his continued efforts to share in Princeton's hay he had somehow lifted the metal door off its hinges and thrown it across the aisle. This allowed "Stretch" to reach around the wall now unencumbered and eat at will. Bewildered Princeton is standing at the back of his stall wondering, no doubt, why his house is flying apart around him. Meanwhile Remington is munching happily on his partners hay. He's just found another obstacle to overcome in his never ending appetite for food and new ways to conquer all that lies in his reach.
Here's a link to some photos taken as he grew thru the years.
Bunny (Trainer mom)