I cannot believe it!
Val came walking with a Wild Killer Bicycle! You could see it was wild, it hadn't been groomed in ages!
I tried to warn her by snorting and spinning in our pasture about the dangers of spokes and wheels. But she paid no mind and left it in the grass on the opposite side of the fence.
Sunshine concurred with me. She trotted away shaking her head but stopped a safe distance away.
"Do you suppose it will eat all of our hay?" She asked. She stared over at the bike and gave it the evil stink eye.
Oh NO! I hadn't thought of that! What if Bicycles EAT hay? Or sweet feed? Or gasp...can crawl under hot wires and and steal our food?
This called for immediate action.
I slowly crept forward and around the pen to come from the Bicycle's backside. Maybe it couldn't see from the back? I inched forward bobbing my head up and down.
I lurched forward and grabbed a mouthful of hay and then spun away ready to kick.
Sunshine followed suit, but she backed away. I suppose that was a smarter thing to do.
The Bicycle didn't move all day. It just lurked and lurked.
Later in the day Val walked over and kicked it. It fell over and we were quite impressed.
"Did you see that?" asked Sunshine, "She is so brave! She can handle that wild thing! Wow."
I was not impressed because later I came by that section of fence and it was back up and it had moved!
My immediate concern was that a Regurgitating Baby Stroller would join it when we weren't looking.