A Wood Rat may have saved my horse's life one time. He was 3 yrs. old,
green broke, not steering too well, and in a canyon behind my house he fell off
a narrow trail when he was arguing with me over something. He rolled over the
top of me, clipped me in the head with his hoof (that was the day I went out and
bought my first helmet) and tumbled head over heels down the steep ravine and
was stopped by a huge wood rat's nest. He landed upright straddling the big
woody nest. Luckily, I had a lunge line tied behind the saddle and so I slid
down the side of the hill, attached the lunge line to the vosal he was wearing,
and managed to crawl back up to the trail. With some coaxing I was able to get
him free of the wood rat's nest and he got safely back up onto the trail. I
guess he thought I did all this on purpose because he was an angel after that.
But thank you to the wood rat who stopped his roll down the hill.
