Meanwhile Brownie turned out to be the reincarnation of Houdini, so we purchased more fence panels to form a small circle.
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The old goat pen roof was rusted and rotted out and too low for the 17 hand thoroughbred. Sapello went off to school, but Brownie came home with us. First we ripped the roof off because of the hundreds of protruding nails. | |
| Tearing the roof off the old goat pen. | ||
| We needed some fence in a hurry, so we bought enough horse panels (Prefabricated sections of welded steel tubing called panels allow you to pin them together or unpin for moving) to close in the old shed Meanwhile Brownie turned out to be the reincarnation of Houdini, so we purchased more fence panels to form a small circle. | | |
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Later, we got a few more panels to give them some room at night. It seemed perpetual. Shelley's anniversary present this year was a couple of panels. | |
| Scott presented himself as an expert barn builder and we worked out a plan. His plan was to demolish the old structure, but we opted to save some money by keeping three walls and putting a high wall on the south side to reverse the slope and give more head room. We should have listened to him. Three walls had to be replaced and the fourth needed reinforcement. | | |
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The timber arrived from a local saw mill. It was green, but full size. An 8x12 was a full eight inches by a full twelve inches. A green 8x12 feels like it weighs about three hundred fifty pounds per foot. We had to raise the wall in two sections and even then it took four of us.
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