Well I Guess That's What You Get

For leaving polyester unprotected in a flock of wool sheep :-o.

This used to be one of my favorite hats.  Saint Tim gave it to me several years ago and it's perfect, like all hats are (even ones that are too big ;-).  From mid fall to early spring, you'll never catch me without a hat, frequently even in the house.  As they say, "If your feet are cold, put on a hat."  I stay toasty warm all winter.

The sun came out yesterday and the footing wasn't too, too terrible, so I decided to go for a short ride.  I usually groom and tack up in front of the outside stalls.  The last thing I do is take off my fleece hat and put on my riding helmet.  I usually do that inside, in the tack room where the helmet hangs, but for some reason yesterday I carried it all outside.   I left my pretty green hat tucked into my brush box.

We had a nice ride.  Moving around was plenty warm, but when I got back to the barn and took off my helmet, I immediately reached for my warm hat.  Oops, I guess I took it off inside.  Nope, not there. Looked again in my brush box where I was sure I'd left it...nothing.  Started looking around and found it down the hill!  And it wasn't this clean :-o.  And it had some holes chewed in it!!!

Did Hank do this???

Of course he didn't.  First of all, the only thing he's ever hauled off is plastic feed scoops and McDonald's coffee cups (his favorite).  He carries them carefully down to the creek and hides them in his "stash". They aren't tromped into the mud.  They aren't chewed up.

And they aren't covered in sloppy, foamy, slobbery sucked spots!

I should have taken a picture then rather than after I'd cleaned it off and worn it several hours.  I just kept going back the scene of the crime...and sort of laughing (in one of  the "those wacky kids sure wish they hadn't ruined my good hat" sort of ways).  In the end though I decided that's what I get for wearing a polyester hat on a wool farm ;-).

If I had to guess I'd say it was one of the boys and probably Woody or Murphy.  Might have been Baaxter, but I doubt it.  He's probably the one that carried off the brush.  He's a tool man ;-).  If Maisie had done it, she'd have probably tried to swallow it whole and then I'd have found her choking on it or something!

Those wacky kids...